I will praise God’s name with song
and exalt Him with thanksgiving.

Instead, they gave me gall for my food,
and for my thirst
they gave me vinegar to drink.

because zeal for Your house has consumed me,
and the insults of those who insult You
have fallen on me.

For the choir director: according to “The Lilies.” Davidic.Save me, God,
for the water has risen to my neck.

Let their table set before them be a snare,
and let it be a trap for their allies.

Let them be erased from the book of life
and not be recorded with the righteous.

Those who hate me without cause
are more numerous than the hairs of my head;
my deceitful enemies, who would destroy me,
are powerful.
Though I did not steal, I must repay.

Make their fortification desolate;
may no one live in their tents.

I have become a stranger to my brothers
and a foreigner to my mother’s sons

I mourned and fasted,
but it brought me insults.

Insults have broken my heart,
and I am in despair.
I waited for sympathy,
but there was none;
for comforters, but found no one.

You know the insults I endure—
my shame and disgrace.
You are aware of all my adversaries.

For I have endured insults because of You,
and shame has covered my face.

I have sunk in deep mud, and there is no footing;
I have come into deep waters,
and a flood sweeps over me.

But as for me, Lord,
my prayer to You is for a time of favor.
In Your abundant, faithful love, God,
answer me with Your sure salvation.

God, You know my foolishness,
and my guilty acts are not hidden from You.

The humble will see it and rejoice.
You who seek God, take heart!

But as for me—poor and in pain—
let Your salvation protect me, God.

Rescue me from the miry mud; don’t let me sink.
Let me be rescued from those who hate me
and from the deep waters.

Do not let those who put their hope in You
be disgraced because of me,
Lord God of Hosts;
do not let those who seek You
be humiliated because of me,
God of Israel.

Those who sit at the city gate talk about me,
and drunkards make up songs about me.

Let heaven and earth praise Him,
the seas and everything that moves in them,

For the Lord listens to the needy
and does not despise
His own who are prisoners.

Let their eyes grow too dim to see,
and let their loins continually shake.

Don’t let the floodwaters sweep over me
or the deep swallow me up;
don’t let the Pit close its mouth over me.

I am weary from my crying;
my throat is parched.
My eyes fail, looking for my God.

Answer me, Lord,
for Your faithful love is good;
in keeping with Your great compassion,
turn to me.

for God will save Zion
and build up the cities of Judah.
They will live there and possess it.

That will please Yahweh more than an ox,
more than a bull with horns and hooves.

I wore sackcloth as my clothing,
and I was a joke to them.

Don’t hide Your face from Your servant,
for I am in distress.
Answer me quickly!

Add guilt to their guilt;
do not let them share in Your righteousness.

Pour out Your rage on them,
and let Your burning anger overtake them.

The descendants of His servants will inherit it,
and those who love His name will live in it.

For they persecute the one You struck
and talk about the pain of those You wounded.

Draw near to me and redeem me;
ransom me because of my enemies.