1To the chief musician upon Shoshannim, by David. Save me, O God; for the waters are come even to threaten my life. 2I am sunk in the mire of the deep, where there is no standing; I am come into the depths of the waters, and the flood overfloweth me. 3I am weary of my calling; my throat is hoarse; my eyes fail, while I hope for my God. 4More than the hairs of my head are those that hate me without a cause; numerous are those that would destroy me, that are my enemies wrongfully: what I have not robbed shall I now restore. 5O God, thou art well aware of my folly, and my guilty deeds are from thee not hidden. 6Let not those that wait on thee, O Lord Eternal of hosts, be made ashamed through me: let not those that seek thee be confounded through me, O God of Israel. 7Because for thy sake have I borne reproach, hath confusion covered my face. 8A stranger am I become unto my brothers, and an alien unto my mother’s children. 9Because the zeal for thy house hath devoured me; and the reproaches of those that reproached thee are fallen upon me. 10When I wept at the fasting of my soul, it became a reproach to me. 11And when I made sackcloth my garment, I became a proverb to them. 12Those that sit in the gate talk against me; and about me make songs the drinkers of strong drink. 13But as for me, I direct my prayer unto thee, O Lord, in a time of favor; O God, in the multitude of thy kindness: answer me in the truth of thy salvation. 14Deliver me out of the mire, that I may not sink: let me be delivered from those that hate me, and out of the depths of the waters. 15Let not the flood of waters overflow me, and let not the deep swallow me up, and let not the pit close its mouth upon me. 16Answer me, O Lord; for thy kindness is good: according to the multitude of thy mercies turn thou unto me. 17And hide not thy face from thy servant; for I am in distress: make haste and answer me. 18Draw nigh unto my soul, and redeem it: because of my enemies do thou ransom me. 19Thou well knowest my reproach, and my shame, and my confusion: before thee are all my assailants. 20Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am sick; and I waited for pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none. 21And they put into my food gall; and in my thirst they give me vinegar to drink. 22May then their table become a snare before them: and to those that are at peace, a trap. 23May their eyes become dark, that they cannot see; and make their loins continually to waver. 24Pour out over them thy indignation, and let the heat of thy anger overtake them. 25May their palace become desolate: in their tents let no one dwell. 26For whom thou hast smitten they persecute; and of the pain of those whom thou but wounded do they converse. 27Lay guilt upon their guilt; and let them not come into thy righteousness. 28Let them be blotted out of the book of the living; and with the righteous let them not be written down. 29But I am poor and suffering: let thy salvation, O God, set me up on high. 30I will praise the name of God with song, and will magnify him with thanksgiving. 31And this will please the Lord better than an ox or bullock having horns and cloven hoofs. 32The meek will see this, and be rejoiced: ye that seek God, and your heart shall revive. 33For the Lord listeneth unto the needy, and his prisoners he despiseth not. 34Let heaven and earth praise him, the seas, and every thing that moveth therein. 35For God will save Zion, and will build the cities of Judah: that they may abide there, and have it in possession: 36And the seed of his servants shall inherit it; and they that love his name shall dwell therein.