I am a stranger to my brothers, an alien to my own mother's sons;19
for zeal for your house consumes me,2 and the insults of those who insult you fall on me.310
When I weep and fast,4 I must endure scorn;
when I put on sackcloth,5 people make sport of me.
Those who sit at the gate6 mock me, and I am the song of the drunkards.713
But I pray to you, O LORD, in the time of your favor;8 in your great love,9 O God, answer me with your sure salvation.
Rescue me from the mire, do not let me sink; deliver me from those who hate me, from the deep waters.1015
Do not let the floodwaters11 engulf me or the depths swallow me up12 or the pit close its mouth over me.1316
Answer me, O LORD, out of the goodness of your love;14 in your great mercy turn to me.
Do not hide your face15 from your servant; answer me quickly,16 for I am in trouble.1718
Come near and rescue me; redeem18 me because of my foes.