PSALM 69
1For the lead player, on shoshanim, for David.
2Rescue me, God,
for the waters have come up to my neck.
3I have sunk in the slime of the deep,
and there is no place to stand.
I have entered the watery depths,
and the current has swept me away.
4I am exhausted from my calling out.
My throat is hoarse.
My eyes fail
from hoping for my God.
5More numerous than the hairs of my head
are my unprovoked foes.
My destroyers grow strong,
What I have not stolen
should I then give back?
6God, You know my folly,
and my guilt is not hidden from You.
7Let not those who hope for You be shamed through me.
Master, O LORD of Armies.
Let those who seek You be not disgraced through me,
God of Israel.
8Because for You I have borne reproach,
disgrace has covered my face.
9Estranged I have been from my brothers,
and an alien to my mother’s sons.
10For the zeal of Your house has consumed me,
the reproach of Your reproachers has fallen on me.
11And in fasting I wept for my being—
12I made sackcloth my garment
and became for them a byword.
13I was the talk of those who sit in the gate,
the drunkards’ taunting song.
14But I–may my prayer to You,
O LORD, come in a favorable hour.
God, as befits Your great kindness,
answer me with Your steadfast rescue.
15Save me from the mire, that I not drown.
Let me be saved from my foes and from the watery depths.
16Let the waters’ current not sweep me away
and let not the deep swallow me,
and let the Pit not close its mouth on me.
17Answer me, LORD, for Your kindness is good,
in Your great compassion turn to me.
18And hide not Your face from Your servant,
for I am in straits. Hurry, answer me.
19Come near me, redeem me.
Because of my enemies, ransom me.
20It is You who know my reproach,
and my shame and disgrace before all my foes.
21Reproach breaks my heart, I grow ill;
I hope for consolation, and there is none,
and for comforters, and do not find them.
22They gave for my nourishment wormwood,
and for my thirst they made me drink vinegar.
23May their table before them become a trap,
24May their eyes grow too dark to see,
make their loins perpetually shake.
25Pour out upon them Your wrath,
and Your blazing fury overtake them.
26May their encampment be laid waste,
and in their tents may no one dwell.
27For You—whom You struck they pursued,
and they recounted the pain of Your victims.
28Add guilt upon their guilt,
and let them have no part in Your bounty.
29Let them be wiped out from the book of life,
and among the righteous let them not be written.
30But I am lowly and hurting.
Your rescue, O LORD, will protect me.
31Let me praise God’s name in song,
and let me extol Him in thanksgiving.
32And let it be better to the LORD than oxen,
than a horned bull with its hooves.
33The lowly have seen and rejoiced,
those who seek God, let their hearts be strong.
34For the LORD listens to the needy,
and His captives He has not despised.
35Let heaven and earth extol Him,
the seas and all that stirs within them.
36For God will rescue Zion
and rebuild the towns of Judah,
and they will dwell there and possess it.
37And the seed of His servants will inherit it,
and those who love His name will dwell there.