psalm_Chapter 69

O God, save me. Because the waters will flood me.

I am trapped in deep mud, with no place to stand. I have reached deep water. The flood overflowed over me.

I feel tired from crying and my throat is dry. I am blind from waiting for God.

There are more people who hate me for no reason than my hair. Unjustifiably enmity me, cut me off to become very strong. I didn’t snatch anything, please ask me to repay.

God, you know my foolishness. My guilt cannot be concealed.

O Lord of hosts, let those who wait for you not be ashamed of me. O God of Israel, let those who seek you not be ashamed of me.

I have been insulted and ashamed for your sake.

My brothers see me as an outsider. My compatriots see me as a foreigner.

Because my heart is anxious for your temple, like a fire burning. And the insults of those who insult you fall on me.

I cry, fasting and tormenting my heart, this is my shame.

I use linen as my clothes. It became their joke.

Sitting at the city gate talking about me. The drunkard also uses me as a song.

But when I am pleased, I pray to you, Lord. O God, in your abundant love and in the truth of your salvation, answer me.

Please rescue me from the mud, so that I may not sink in it. Please make me free from those who hate me, and let me go out of deep waters.

Please do not let the flood overflow me, do not let the abyss swallow me up, do not let the pit close its mouth above me.

Lord, please answer me, for your mercy is beautiful. Please turn and favor me according to your abundant compassion.

Don’t hide your face from your servant. I am in a state of emergency. Please quickly agree to me.

Please come close to me and redeem me. Redeem me because of my enemies.

You know the insults, bullying, and humiliation I have suffered. My enemies are all in front of you.

The insults broke my heart. I am full of sorrow again. I expect someone to empathize, but not a single one. I hope for someone to comfort me, but I can’t find one.

They gave me bitter gall as food. I’m thirsty, they gave me vinegar to drink.

May their feast become a trap before them, and a trap in their peace.

May their eyes be blinded and unable to see. May you keep their waists trembling.

Pour out your anger on them, let your fierce anger catch up with them.

May their dwelling be turned into a wasteland. May their tents be uninhabited.

Because of what you hit, they are forcing. They joked about his sorrow when you injured him.

May you add sin to their sins, and do not let them be justified before you.

May they be erased from the book of life and not recorded among the righteous.

But I am suffering and sad. God, may your salvation set me on high ground.

I will praise the name of God with poetry, and magnify him with thanksgiving.

This brings joy to the Lord, more than offering an ox or a bull with horns and hooves.

The humble see it and rejoice. May your hearts awaken, those who seek God.

For the Lord has heard the poor and has not despised those who are imprisoned.

May the heavens and earth, the oceans and all the animals in them praise him.

Because God will save Zion and build the cities of Judah. His people will live there and take it as an occupation.

The descendants of his servants shall inherit it as an inheritance. Those who love his name should also live in it.