1
Save me, O God, for the waters have come up to my neck.
2
I sink in deep mire, where there is no foothold; I have come into deep waters, and the flood sweeps over me.
3
I am weary with my crying; my throat is parched. My eyes grow dim with waiting for my God.
4
More in number than the hairs of my head are those who hate me without cause; many are those who would destroy me, my enemies who accuse me falsely. What I did not steal must I now restore?
5
O God, you know my folly; the wrongs I have done are not hidden from you.
6
Do not let those who hope in you be put to shame because of me, O Lord God of hosts; do not let those who seek you be dishonored because of me, O God of Israel.
7
It is for your sake that I have borne reproach, that shame has covered my face.
8
I have become a stranger to my kindred, an alien to my mother's children.
9
It is zeal for your house that has consumed me; the insults of those who insult you have fallen on me.
10
When I humbled my soul with fasting, they insulted me for doing so.