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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 dishonoured 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.
¹¹ When I made sackcloth my clothing,
   I became a byword to them.
¹² I am the subject of gossip for those who sit in the gate,
   and the drunkards make songs about me.

¹³ But as for me, my prayer is to you, O Lord.
   At an acceptable time, O God,
   in the abundance of your steadfast love, answer me.
With your faithful help ¹⁴rescue me
   from sinking in the mire;
let me be delivered from my enemies
   and from the deep waters.
¹⁵ Do not let the flood sweep over me,
   or the deep swallow me up,
   or the Pit close its mouth over me.

¹⁶ Answer me, O Lord, for your steadfast love is good;
   according to your abundant mercy, turn to me.
¹⁷ Do not hide your face from your servant,
   for I am in distress—make haste to answer me.
¹⁸ Draw near to me, redeem me,
   set me free because of my enemies.

¹⁹ You know the insults I receive,
   and my shame and dishonour;
   my foes are all known to you.
²⁰ Insults have broken my heart,
   so that I am in despair.
I looked for pity, but there was none;
   and for comforters, but I found none.
²¹ They gave me poison for food,
   and for my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

²² Let their table be a trap for them,
   a snare for their allies.
²³ Let their eyes be darkened so that they cannot see,
   and make their loins tremble continually.
²⁴ Pour out your indignation upon them,
   and let your burning anger overtake them.
²⁵ May their camp be a desolation;
   let no one live in their tents.
²⁶ For they persecute those whom you have struck down,
   and those whom you have wounded, they attack still more.^*
27 Add guilt to their guilt;
   may they have no acquittal from you.
²⁸ Let them be blotted out of the book of the living;
   let them not be enrolled among the righteous.
²⁹ But I am lowly and in pain;
   let your salvation, O God, protect me.

³⁰ I will praise the name of God with a song;
   I will magnify him with thanksgiving.
³¹ This will please the Lord more than an ox
   or a bull with horns and hoofs.
³² Let the oppressed see it and be glad;
   you who seek God, let your hearts revive.
³³ For the Lord hears the needy,
   and does not despise his own that are in bonds.

³⁴ Let heaven and earth praise him,
   the seas and everything that moves in them.