King James Version

Psalm 69

1Save me, O God; for the waters are come in unto my soul.

I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.

I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of mine head: they that would destroy me, being mine enemies wrongfully, are mighty: then I restored that which I took not away.

O God, thou knowest my foolishness; and my sins are not hid from thee.

Let not them that wait on thee, O Lord God of hosts, be ashamed for my sake: let not those that seek thee be confounded for my sake, O God of Israel.

Because for thy sake I have borne reproach; shame hath covered my face.

I am become a stranger unto my brethren, and an alien unto my mother's children.

For the zeal of thine house hath eaten me up; and the reproaches of them that reproached thee are fallen upon me.

10 When I wept, and chastened my soul with fasting, that was to my reproach.

11 I made sackcloth also my garment; and I became a proverb to them.

12 They that sit in the gate speak against me; and I was the song of the drunkards.

13 But as for me, my prayer is unto thee, O Lord, in an acceptable time: O God, in the multitude of thy mercy hear me, in the truth of thy salvation.

14 Deliver me out of the mire, and let me not sink: let me be delivered from them that hate me, and out of the deep waters.

15 Let not the waterflood overflow me, neither let the deep swallow me up, and let not the pit shut her mouth upon me.

16 Hear me, O Lord; for thy lovingkindness is good: turn unto me according to the multitude of thy tender mercies.

17 And hide not thy face from thy servant; for I am in trouble: hear me speedily.

18 Draw nigh unto my soul, and redeem it: deliver me because of mine enemies.

19 Thou hast known my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonour: mine adversaries are all before thee.

20 Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: and I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.

21 They gave me also gall for my meat; and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

22 Let their table become a snare before them: and that which should have been for their welfare, let it become a trap.

23 Let their eyes be darkened, that they see not; and make their loins continually to shake.

24 Pour out thine indignation upon them, and let thy wrathful anger take hold of them.

25 Let their habitation be desolate; and let none dwell in their tents.

26 For they persecute him whom thou hast smitten; and they talk to the grief of those whom thou hast wounded.

27 Add iniquity unto their iniquity: and let them not come into thy righteousness.

28 Let them be blotted out of the book of the living, and not be written with the righteous.

29 But I am poor and sorrowful: let thy salvation, O God, set me up on high.

30 I will praise the name of God with a song, and will magnify him with thanksgiving.

31 This also shall please the Lord better than an ox or bullock that hath horns and hoofs.

32 The humble shall see this, and be glad: and your heart shall live that seek God.

33 For the Lord heareth the poor, and despiseth not his prisoners.

34 Let the heaven and earth praise him, the seas, and every thing that moveth therein.

35 For God will save Zion, and will build the cities of Judah: that they may dwell there, and have it in possession.

36 The seed also of his servants shall inherit it: and they that love his name shall dwell therein.

New International Reader's Version

Psalm 69

Psalm 69

For the director of music. A psalm of David to the tune of “Lilies.”

God, save me.
    My troubles are like a flood.
    I’m up to my neck in them.
I’m sinking in deep mud.
    I have no firm place to stand.
I am out in deep water.
    The waves roll over me.
I’m worn out from calling for help.
    My throat is very dry.
My eyes grow tired
    looking for my God.
Those who hate me without any reason
    are more than the hairs on my head.
Many people who don’t have any reason to be my enemies
    are trying to destroy me.
They force me to give back
    what I didn’t steal.

God, you know how foolish I’ve been.
    My guilt is not hidden from you.

Lord, you are the Lord who rules over all.
    May those who put their hope in you not be dishonored because of me.
You are the God of Israel.
    May those who worship you not be put to shame because of me.
Because of you, people laugh at me.
    My face is covered with shame.
I’m an outsider to my own family.
    I’m a stranger to my own mother’s children.
My great love for your house destroys me.
    Those who make fun of you make fun of me also.
10 When I weep and go without eating,
    they laugh at me.
11 When I put on rough clothing to show how sad I am,
    people make jokes about me.
12 Those who gather in public places make fun of me.
    Those who get drunk make up songs about me.

13 But Lord, I pray to you.
    May this be the time you help me.
God, answer me because you love me so much.
    Save me, as you always do.
14 Save me from the trouble I’m in.
    It’s like slippery mud, so don’t let me sink in it.
Save me from those who hate me.
    Save me from the deep water I’m in.
15 Don’t let the floods cover me.
    Don’t let the deep water swallow me up.
    Don’t let the grave close its mouth over me.
16 Lord, answer me because your love is so good.
    Turn to me because you are so kind.
17 Don’t turn your face away from me.
    Answer me quickly. I’m in trouble.
18 Come near and save me.
    Set me free from my enemies.

19 You know how they make fun of me.
    They dishonor me and put me to shame.
    You know all about my enemies.
20 They have broken my heart by saying evil things about me.
    It has left me helpless.
I looked for pity, but I didn’t find any.
    I looked for someone to comfort me, but I didn’t find anyone.
21 They put bitter spices in my food.
    They gave me vinegar when I was thirsty.

22 Let their feast be a trap and a snare.
    Let my enemies get what’s coming to them.
23 Let their eyes grow weak so they can’t see.
    Let their backs be bent forever.
24 Pour out your anger on them.
    Let them feel what it is like.
25 May their homes be deserted.
    May no one live in their tents.
26 They attack those you have wounded.
    They talk about the pain of those you have hurt.
27 Charge them with one crime after another.
    Don’t save them.
28 May their names be erased from the book of life.
    Don’t include them in the list of those who do right.

29 I’m in pain. I’m in deep trouble.
    God, save me and keep me safe.

30 I will praise God’s name by singing to him.
    I will bring him glory by giving him thanks.
31 That will please the Lord more than offering him an ox.
    It will please him more than offering him a bull with its horns and hooves.
32 Poor people will see it and be glad.
    The hearts of those who worship God will be strengthened.
33 The Lord hears those who are in need.
    He doesn’t forget his people in prison.

34 Let heaven and earth praise him.
    Let the oceans and everything that moves in them praise him.
35 God will save Zion.
    He will build the cities of Judah again.
Then people will live in them and own the land.
36     The children of those who serve God will receive it.
    Those who love him will live there.