_David complaineth of his affliction.—He prayeth for deliverance.—He
devoteth his enemies to destruction.—He praiseth God with
thanksgiving._
To the chief Musician upon Shoshannim. A Psalm of David.
Save me, O God; for the waters are come in unto _my_ soul.
I sink in deep mire, where _there is_ no standing: I am come into deep
waters, where the floods overflow me.
I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I
wait for my God.
They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of mine
head: they that would destroy me, _being_ mine enemies wrongfully, are
mighty: then I restored _that_ which I took not away.
O God, thou knowest my foolishness; and my sins are not hid from thee.
Let not them that wait on thee, O Lord GOD of hosts, be ashamed for my
sake: let not those that seek thee be confounded for my sake, O God of
Israel.
Because for thy sake I have borne reproach; shame hath covered my
face.
I am become a stranger unto my brethren, and an alien unto my mother’s
children.
For the zeal of thine house hath eaten me up; and the reproaches of
them that reproached thee are fallen upon me.
When I wept, _and chastened_ my soul with fasting, that was to my
reproach.