For the director of music. To the tune of “Lilies.” Of David.
1[a]Save me, O God, for the waters have come up to my neck.
2
I sink in the miry depths, where there is no foothold. I have come into the deep waters; the floods engulf me.
3
I am worn out calling for help; my throat is parched. My eyes fail, looking for my God.
4
Those who hate me without reason outnumber the hairs of my head; many are my enemies without cause, those who seek to destroy me. I am forced to restore what I did not steal.
1
Save me, O God, for the waters have come up to my neck.
2
I sink in the miry depths, where there is no foothold. I have come into the deep waters; the floods engulf me.
3
I am worn out calling for help; my throat is parched. My eyes fail, looking for my God.
4
Those who hate me without reason outnumber the hairs of my head; many are my enemies without cause, those who seek to destroy me. I am forced to restore what I did not steal.
5
You, God, know my folly; my guilt is not hidden from you.
6
Lord, the LORD Almighty, may those who hope in you not be disgraced because of me; God of Israel, may those who seek you not be put to shame because of me.
7
For I endure scorn for your sake, and shame covers my face.
8
I am a foreigner to my own family, a stranger to my own mother’s children;