The Message Bible MSG
Young's Literal Translation YLT
1 God, God, save me! I'm in over my head,
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To the Overseer. -- `On the Lilies,' by David. Save me, O God, for come have waters unto the soul.
2 Quicksand under me, swamp water over me; I'm going down for the third time.
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I have sunk in deep mire, And there is no standing, I have come into the depths of the waters, And a flood hath overflown me.
3 I'm hoarse from calling for help, Bleary-eyed from searching the sky for God.
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I have been wearied with my calling, Burnt hath been my throat, Consumed have been mine eyes, waiting for my God.
4 I've got more enemies than hairs on my head; Sneaks and liars are out to knife me in the back. What I never stole Must I now give back?
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Those hating me without cause Have been more than the hairs of my head, Mighty have been my destroyers, My lying enemies, That which I took not away -- I bring back.
5 God, you know every sin I've committed; My life's a wide-open book before you.
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O God, Thou -- Thou hast known Concerning my overturn, And my desolations from Thee have not been hid.
6 Don't let those who look to you in hope Be discouraged by what happens to me, Dear Lord! God of the armies! Don't let those out looking for you Come to a dead end by following me - Please, dear God of Israel!
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Let not those waiting on Thee be ashamed because of me, O Lord, Jehovah of Hosts, Let not those seeking Thee Blush because of me, O God of Israel.
7 Because of you I look like an idiot, I walk around ashamed to show my face.
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For because of Thee I have borne reproach, Shame hath covered my face.
8 My brothers shun me like a bum off the street; My family treats me like an unwanted guest.
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A stranger I have been to my brother, And a foreigner to sons of my mother.
9 I love you more than I can say. Because I'm madly in love with you, They blame me for everything they dislike about you.
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For zeal for Thy house hath consumed me, And the reproaches of Thy reproachers Have fallen upon me.
10 When I poured myself out in prayer and fasting, All it got me was more contempt.
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And I weep in the fasting of my soul, And it is for a reproach to me.
11 When I put on a sad face, They treated me like a clown.
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And I make my clothing sackcloth, And I am to them for a simile.
12 Now drunks and gluttons Make up drinking songs about me.
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Those sitting at the gate meditate concerning me, And those drinking strong drink, Play on instruments.
13 And me? I pray. God, it's time for a break! God, answer in love! Answer with your sure salvation!
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And I -- my prayer [is] to Thee, O Jehovah, A time of good pleasure, O God, In the abundance of Thy kindness, Answer me in the truth of Thy salvation.
14 Rescue me from the swamp, Don't let me go under for good, Pull me out of the clutch of the enemy; This whirlpool is sucking me down.
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Deliver me from the mire, and let me not sink, Let me be delivered from those hating me, And from deep places of waters.
15 Don't let the swamp be my grave, the Black Hole Swallow me, its jaws clenched around me.
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Let not a flood of waters overflow me, Nor let the deep swallow me up, Nor let the pit shut her mouth upon me.
16 Now answer me, God, because you love me; Let me see your great mercy full-face.
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Answer me, O Jehovah, for good [is] Thy kindness, According to the abundance Of Thy mercies turn Thou unto me,
17 Don't look the other way; your servant can't take it. I'm in trouble. Answer right now!
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And hide not Thy face from Thy servant, For I am in distress -- haste, answer me.
18 Come close, God; get me out of here. Rescue me from this deathtrap.
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Be near unto my soul -- redeem it, Because of mine enemies ransom me.
19 You know how they kick me around - Pin on me the donkey's ears, the dunce's cap.
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Thou -- Thou hast known my reproach, And my shame, and my blushing, Before Thee [are] all mine adversaries.
20 I'm broken by their taunts, Flat on my face, reduced to a nothing. I looked in vain for one friendly face. Not one. I couldn't find one shoulder to cry on.
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Reproach hath broken my heart, and I am sick, And I look for a bemoaner, and there is none, And for comforters, and I have found none.
21 They put poison in my soup, Vinegar in my drink.
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And they give for my food gall, And for my thirst cause me to drink vinegar.
22 Let their supper be bait in a trap that snaps shut; May their best friends be trappers who'll skin them alive.
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Their table before them is for a snare, And for a recompence -- for a trap.
23 Make them become blind as bats, Give them the shakes from morning to night.
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Darkened are their eyes from seeing, And their loins continually shake Thou.
24 Let them know what you think of them, Blast them with your red-hot anger.
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Pour upon them Thine indignation, And the fierceness of Thine anger doth seize them.
25 Burn down their houses, Leave them desolate with nobody at home.
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Their tower is desolated, In their tents there is no dweller.
26 They gossiped about the one you disciplined, Made up stories about anyone wounded by God.
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For they have pursued him Thou hast smitten, And recount of the pain of Thy pierced ones.
27 Pile on the guilt, Don't let them off the hook.
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Give punishment for their iniquity, And they enter not into Thy righteousness.
28 Strike their names from the list of the living; No rock-carved honor for them among the righteous.
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They are blotted out of the book of life, And with the righteous are not written.
29 I'm hurt and in pain; Give me space for healing, and mountain air.
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And I [am] afflicted and pained, Thy salvation, O God, doth set me on high.
30 Let me shout God's name with a praising song, Let me tell his greatness in a prayer of thanks.
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I praise the name of God with a song, And I magnify Him with thanksgiving,
31 For God, this is better than oxen on the altar, Far better than blue-ribbon bulls.
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And it is better to Jehovah than an ox, A bullock -- horned -- hoofed.
32 The poor in spirit see and are glad - Oh, you God-seekers, take heart!
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The humble have seen -- they rejoice, Ye who seek God -- and your heart liveth.
33 For God listens to the poor, He doesn't walk out on the wretched.
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For Jehovah hearkeneth unto the needy, And His bound ones He hath not despised.
34 You heavens, praise him; praise him, earth; Also ocean and all things that swim in it.
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The heavens and earth do praise Him, Seas, and every moving thing in them.
35 For God is out to help Zion, Rebuilding the wrecked towns of Judah. Guess who will live there - The proud owners of the land?
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For God doth save Zion, And doth build the cities of Judah, And they have dwelt there, and possess it.
36 No, the children of his servants will get it, The lovers of his name will live in it.
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And the seed of His servants inherit it, And those loving His name dwell in it!
Published by permission. Originally published by NavPress in English as THE MESSAGE: The Bible in Contemporary Language copyright 2002 by Eugene Peterson. All rights reserved.
Young's Literal Translation is in the public domain.