Psalms [Praises] 69:3-29

³I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail, looking for my God.

⁴Those who hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head. Those who want to cut me off, being my enemies wrongfully, are mighty. I am forced to restore what I didn’t steal.

⁵God, you know my foolishness. My sins are not hidden from you.

⁶Don’t let those who wait for you be shamed through me, Lord Adonai Tzva'ot Yahweh Commander of heaven’s armies. Don’t let those who seek you be brought to dishonor through me, God of Israel God prevails.

⁷Because for your sake, I have borne reproach. Shame has covered my face.

⁸I have become a stranger to my brothers, an alien to my mother’s children.

⁹For the zeal of your house consumes me. The insults of those insulting you have fallen on me.

¹⁰When I wept and I fasted, that was to my reproach.

¹¹When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a byword to them.

¹²Those who sit in the gate talk about me. I am the song of the drunkards.

¹³But as for me, my prayer is to you, Adonai , in an acceptable time. God, in the abundance of your loving kindness, answer me in the truth of your yesha' ·salvation·.

¹⁴Deliver me out of the mire, and don’t let me sink. Let me be delivered from those who hate me, and out of the deep waters.

¹⁵Don’t let the flood waters overwhelm me, neither let the deep swallow me up. Don’t let the pit shut its mouth on me.

¹⁶Answer me, Adonai , for your cheshed ·loving-kindness· is good. According to the multitude of your tender racham · merciful love·, turn to me.

¹⁷Don’t hide your face from your servant, for I am in distress. Answer me speedily!

¹⁸Draw near to my soul, and redeem it. Ransom me because of my enemies.

¹⁹You know my reproach, my shame, and my dishonor. My adversaries are all before you.

²⁰Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness. I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; for comforters, but I found none.

²¹They also gave me gall for my food. In my thirst, they gave me vinegar to drink.

²²Let their table before them become a snare. May it become a retribution and a trap.

²³Let their eyes be darkened, so that they can’t see. Let their backs be continually bent.

²⁴Pour out your indignation on them. Let the fierceness of your anger overtake them.

²⁵Let their habitation be desolate. Let no one dwell in their tents.

²⁶For they persecute him whom you have wounded. They tell of the sorrow of those whom you have hurt.

²⁷Charge them with crime upon crime. Don’t let them come into your righteousness.

²⁸Let them be blotted out of the book of life, and not be written with the upright.

²⁹But I am in pain and distress. Let your yishu'ah ·salvation·, O God, protect me.