Hunted me sore as a bird have my enemies without cause.
They have cut off in a pit my life, And they cast a stone against me.
Flowed have waters over my head, I have said, I have been cut off.
I called Thy name, O Jehovah, from the lower pit.
My voice Thou hast heard, Hide not Thine ear at my breathing -- at my cry.
Thou hast drawn near in the day I call Thee, Thou hast said, Fear not.
Thou hast pleaded, O Lord, the pleadings of my soul, Thou hast redeemed my life.
Thou hast seen, O Jehovah, my overthrow, Judge Thou my cause.
Thou hast seen all their vengeance, All their thoughts of me.
Thou hast heard their reproach, O Jehovah, All their thoughts against me,
The lips of my withstanders, Even their meditation against me all the day.