Psalm 69 [Douay 68]

Psalm 69 in modern numbering

¹ Save me, God, for the waters have come up to my neck!

² I sink in deep mire, where there is no foothold. I have come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.

³ I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail looking for my God.

⁴ Those who hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head. Those who want to cut me off, being my enemies wrongfully, are mighty. I have to restore what I didn’t take away.

⁵ God, you know my foolishness. My sins aren’t hidden from you.

⁶ Don’t let those who wait for you be shamed through me, Lord GOD of Armies. Don’t let those who seek you be brought to dishonor through me, God of Israel.

⁷ Because for your sake, I have borne reproach. Shame has covered my face.

⁸ I have become a stranger to my brothers, an alien to my mother’s children.

⁹ For the zeal of your house consumes me. The reproaches of those who reproach you have fallen on me.

¹⁰ When I wept and I fasted, that was to my reproach.

¹¹ When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a byword to them.

¹² Those who sit in the gate talk about me. I am the song of the drunkards.

¹³ But as for me, my prayer is to you, LORD, in an acceptable time. God, in the abundance of your loving kindness, answer me in the truth of your salvation.

¹⁴ Deliver me out of the mire, and don’t let me sink. Let me be delivered from those who hate me, and out of the deep waters.

¹⁵ Don’t let the flood waters overwhelm me, neither let the deep swallow me up. Don’t let the pit shut its mouth on me.

¹⁶ Answer me, LORD, for your loving kindness is good. According to the multitude of your tender mercies, turn to me.

¹⁷ Don’t hide your face from your servant, for I am in distress. Answer me speedily!

¹⁸ Draw near to my soul and redeem it. Ransom me because of my enemies.

¹⁹ You know my reproach, my shame, and my dishonor. My adversaries are all before you.

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

²¹ They also gave me poison for my food. In my thirst, they gave me vinegar to drink.

²² Let their table before them become a snare. May it become a retribution and a trap.

²³ Let their eyes be darkened, so that they can’t see. Let their backs be continually bent.

²⁴ Pour out your indignation on them. Let the fierceness of your anger overtake them.

²⁵ Let their habitation be desolate. Let no one dwell in their tents.

²⁶ For they persecute him whom you have wounded. They tell of the sorrow of those whom you have hurt.

²⁷ Charge them with crime upon crime. Don’t let them come into your righteousness.

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

²⁹ But I am in pain and distress. Let your salvation, God, protect me.

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

³¹ It will please the LORD better than an ox, or a bull that has horns and hoofs.

³² The humble have seen it, and are glad. You who seek after God, let your heart live.

³³ For the LORD hears the needy, and doesn’t despise his captive people.

³⁴ Let heaven and earth praise him; the seas, and everything that moves therein!

³⁵ For God will save Zion, and build the cities of Judah. They shall settle there, and own it.

³⁶ The children also of his servants shall inherit it. Those who love his name shall dwell therein.

¹ UUnto the end, for them that shall be changed; for David.

² Save me, O God: for the waters are come in even unto my soul.

³ I stick fast in the mire of the deep and there is no sure standing. I am come into the depth of the sea, and a tempest hath overwhelmed me.

⁴ I have laboured with crying; my jaws are become hoarse, my eyes have failed, whilst I hope in my God.

⁵ They are multiplied above the hairs of my head, who hate me without cause. My enemies are grown strong who have wrongfully persecuted me: then did I pay that which I took not away.

⁶ O God, thou knowest my foolishness; and my offences are not hidden from thee:

⁷ Let not them be ashamed for me, who look for thee, O Lord, the Lord of hosts. Let them not be confounded on my account, who seek thee, O God of Israel.

⁸ Because for thy sake I have borne reproach; shame hath covered my face.

⁹ I am become a stranger to my brethren, and an alien to the sons of my mother.

¹⁰ For the zeal of thy house hath eaten me up: and the reproaches of them that reproached thee are fallen upon me.

¹¹ And I covered my soul in fasting: and it was made a reproach to me.

¹² And I made haircloth my garment: and I became a byword to them.

¹³ They that sat in the gate spoke against me: and they that drank wine made me their song.

¹⁴ But as for me, my prayer is to thee, O Lord; for the time of thy good pleasure, O God. In the multitude of thy mercy hear me, in the truth of thy salvation.

¹⁵ Draw me out of the mire, that I may not stick fast: deliver me from them that hate me, and out of the deep waters.

¹⁶ Let not the tempest of water drown me, nor the deep water swallow me up: and let not the pit shut her mouth upon me.

¹⁷ Hear me, O Lord, for thy mercy is kind; look upon me according to the multitude of thy tender mercies.

¹⁸ And turn not away thy face from thy servant: for I am in trouble, hear me speedily.

¹⁹ Attend to my soul, and deliver it: save me because of my enemies.

²⁰ Thou knowest my reproach, and my confusion, and my shame.

²¹ In thy sight are all they that afflict me; my heart hath expected reproach and misery. And I looked for one that would grieve together with me, but there was none: and for one that would comfort me, and I found none.

²² And they gave me gall for my food, and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

²³ Let their table become as a snare before them, and a recompense, and a stumblingblock.

²⁴ Let their eyes be darkened that they see not; and their back bend thou down always.

²⁵ Pour out thy indignation upon them: and let thy wrathful anger take hold of them.

²⁶ Let their habitation be made desolate: and let there be none to dwell in their tabernacles.

²⁷ Because they have persecuted him whom thou hast smitten; and they have added to the grief of my wounds.

²⁸ Add thou iniquity upon their iniquity: and let them not come into thy justice.

²⁹ Let them be blotted out of the book of the living; and with the just let them not be written.

³⁰ But I am poor and sorrowful: thy salvation, O God, hath set me up.

³¹ I will praise the name of God with a canticle: and I will magnify him with praise.

³² And it shall please God better than a young calf, that bringeth forth horns and hoofs.

³³ Let the poor see and rejoice: seek ye God, and your soul shall live.

³⁴ For the Lord hath heard the poor: and hath not despised his prisoners.

³⁵ Let the heavens and the earth praise him; the sea, and every thing that creepeth therein.

³⁶ For God will save Sion, and the cities of Juda shall be built up. And they shall dwell there, and acquire it by inheritance.

³⁷ And the seed of his servants shall possess it; and they that love his name shall dwell therein.