Psalms 69

1 To the Chief Musician. On "The Lilies." David’s. Save me, O God, For waters have entered as far as the life;

Unto the end. For those who will be changed: of David. Save me, O God, for the waters have entered, even to my soul.

2 I have sunk in deep swamp, Where there is no place to stand, I have come into abysses of waters, Where a flood hath overflowed me;

I have become stuck in a deep quagmire, and there is no firm footing. I have arrived at the height of the sea, and a tempest has overwhelmed me.

3 I am weary with mine outcry, Parched is my throat, —Mine eyes have become dim, through waiting for my God.

I have endured hardships, while crying out. My jaws have become hoarse; my eyes have failed. Meanwhile, I hope in my God.

4 More than the hairs of my head, Are they who hate me without cause, —Firmer than my bones, Are they who are my foes for false cause, —What I had not plundered, then, had I to restore.

Those who hate me without cause have been multiplied beyond the hairs of my head. My enemies, who persecuted me unjustly, have been strengthened. Then I was required to pay for what I did not take.

5 O God, thou, hast known my folly, And, my wrong-doings, from thee, have not been hid.

O God, you know my foolishness, and my offenses have not been hidden from you.

6 Let them not be ashamed, through me, Who have waited for thee, O My Lord, Yahweh of hosts, —Let them not be confounded, through me, Who are seeking thee, O God of Israel!

Let those who wait for you, O Lord, the Lord of hosts, not be shamed in me. Let those who seek you, O God of Israel, not be confounded over me.

7 Because, for thy sake, have I borne reproach, Confusion hath covered my face;

For because of you, I have endured reproach; confusion has covered my face.

8 One estranged, have I become, to my own brethren, Yea, an alien, to the sons of my own mother;

I have become a stranger to my brothers and a sojourner to the sons of my mother.

9 Because, zeal for thy house, hath eaten me up, And, the reproaches of them who have reproached thee, have fallen upon me.

For zeal for your house has consumed me, and the reproaches of those who reproached you have fallen upon me.

10 When I have humbled my soul with fasting, Then hath it turned to my reproach;

And I covered my soul with fasting, and it has become a reproach to me.

11 When I have made my clothing of sackcloth, Then have I served them for a by-word;

And I put on a haircloth as my garment, and I became a parable to them.

12 They who sit in the gate talk against me, —And [against me are] the songs of them who imbibe strong drink.

Those who sat at the gate spoke against me, and those who drank wine made me their song.

13 But, as for me, my prayer shall be unto thee, O Yahweh, in a time of acceptance, O God, in the abounding of thy lovingkindness, answer me with thy saving faithfulness.

But as for me, truly, my prayer is to you, O Lord. This time has pleased you well, O God. In the multitude of your mercy, in the truth of your salvation, hear me.

14 Rescue me out of the mire, lest I sink, Let me be rescued, From my haters, and, From abysses of waters:

Rescue me from the quagmire, so that I may not become trapped. Free me from those who hate me and from deep waters.

15 Let not a flood of waters overflow me, And let not the depth swallow me up, Neither let the well close, over me, her mouth.

Do not allow the tempest of water to submerge me, nor the deep to absorb me. And do not allow the well to close in on me.

16 Answer me, O Yahweh, for good is thy lovingkindness, According to the abounding of thy compassions, turn thou towards me:

Hear me, O Lord, for your mercy is kind. Look upon me, according to the fullness of your compassion.

17 Then do not hide thy face from thy servant, Because I am in distress, haste thou—answer me!

And do not turn your face away from your servant, for I am in trouble: heed me quickly.

18 Oh draw near unto my soul—redeem it, Because of mine enemies, ransom me.

Attend to my soul, and free it. Rescue me, because of my enemies.

19 Thou, knowest my reproach, and my shame, and my confusion, Before thee, are all mine adversaries.

You know my reproach, and my confusion, and my reverence.

20 Reproach hath broken my heart, and I am weak, —Though I waited for one to pity me, yet there was none, And for comforters, yet I found not any.

All those who trouble me are in your sight; my heart has anticipated reproach and misery. And I sought for one who might grieve together with me, but there was no one, and for one who might console me, and I found no one.

21 But they put in my food—poison! And, for my thirst, they gave for my drink—vinegar!

And they gave me gall for my food. And in my thirst, they gave me vinegar to drink.

22 Let their table, before them, become a snare, And unto their friends, a lure;

Let their table be a snare before them, and a retribution, and a scandal.

23 Let their eyes become too dim to see, And, their loins, continually cause thou to shake;

Let their eyes be darkened, so that they may not see, and may their back always be crooked.

24 Pour out over them thine indignation, And let, the glow of thine anger, overtake them:

Pour out your indignation upon them, and may the fury of your anger take hold of them.

25 Let their encampment become desolate, In their tents, be there none to dwell:

May their dwelling place be deserted, and may there be no one who dwells in their tabernacles.

26 For, whom, thou thyself, hadst smitten, they pursued, And, unto the pain of thy wounded ones, they must needs add.

For they persecuted whomever you struck. And they have added to the grief of my wounds.

27 Lay punishment on their iniquity, And let them not enter into thy righteousness;

Assign an iniquity upon their iniquity, and may they not enter into your justice.

28 Let them be blotted out of the book of life, And, with the righteous, let them not be enrolled.

Delete them from the Book of the Living, and let them not be written down with the just.

29 I, then, am humbled and in pain, Thy salvation, O God, may it set me on high.

I am poor and sorrowful, but your salvation, O God, has taken me up.

30 I will praise the Name of God with a song, And will magnify him with thanksgiving;

I will praise the name of God with a canticle, and I will magnify him with praise.

31 So shall it be more pleasing to Yahweh than a bullock of the herd, Showing horn [and] divided hoof.

And it will please God more than a new calf producing horns and hoofs.

32 The humbled have seen—they rejoice! Ye seekers of God, let your heart, then, revive;

Let the poor see and rejoice. Seek God, and your soul will live.

33 For, a Hearkener to the needy, is Yahweh, And, his prisoners, hath he not despised.

For the Lord has heard the poor, and he has not despised his prisoners.

34 Let the heavens and the earth, praise him, The seas, and everything that creepeth therein.

Let the heavens and the earth praise him: the sea, and everything that crawls in it.

35 For, God, will save Zion, And build the cities of Judah, So shall men dwell there, and possess it:

For God will save Zion, and the cities of Judah will be built up. And they will dwell there, and they will acquire it by inheritance.

36 Yea, the seed of his servants, shall inherit it, And, the lovers of his Name, shall settle down therein.

And the offspring of his servants will possess it; and those who love his name will dwell in it.