Psalms 69

Great(i) 1 To the chaunter vpon Sosanim of Dauid. Saue me, O God, for the waters are come in euen vnto my soule. 2 I sticke fast in the depe myre, where no ground is: I am come into depe waters, so that the floudes renne ouer me. 3 I am wery of crying, my throte is drie, my sight faileth me, for waytinge so long vpon my God. 4 They that hate me without a cause, are mo then the heeres of my head: they that are myne enemies & wolde destroie me giltlesse are mightie: 5 I payed them the thinges that I neuer toke. God, thou knowest my simplenesse, and my fautes are not hid from the. 6 Let not them that trust in the, O Lord God of Hoostes be ashamed for my cause: let not those that seke the, be confounded thorowe me, O God of Israeli. 7 And why? for thy sake haue I suffred reprofe, shame hath couered my face. 8 I am become a straunger vnto my brethren: euen an aleaunt vnto my mothers children. 9 For the zele of thyne house hath euen eaten me, and the rebukes of them that rebuked the are fallen vpon me. 10 I wepte and chastened my selfe with fastynge, and that was turned to my reprofe. 11 I put on a sacke cloth also, & they iested vpon me. 12 They that sitte in the gate, speake agaynst me, and the dronckardes make songes vpon me. 13 But Lorde I make my prayer vnto the in an acceptable tyme. 14 Heare me, O God, in the multitude of thy mercy, euen in the trueth of thy saluacion. 15 Take me out of the myre, that I sincke not. Oh let me be deliuered from them that hate me, and out of the depe waters. 16 Let not the water floud drowne me: nether let the depe swalowe me vp, and let not the pytte shut her mouth vpon me. 17 Heare me, O Lorde, for thy louyng kyndnesse is comfortable: turne the vnto me accordynge vnto the multitude of thy mercies. 18 And hyde not thy face from thy seruaunt, for I am in trouble: O haste the, and here me. 19 Drawe nye vnto my soule, and saue it: Oh delyuer me because of myne enemies. 20 Thou hast knowen my reprose, my shame and my dyshonour: myne aduersaries are all in thy syght. 21 The rebuke hath broken my herte, I am full of heuynes: I loked for some to haue pitye vpon me, but there was no man: nether founde I anye to comforte me. 22 They gaue me gall to eate, & when I was thyrsty, they gaue me vineger to drinke. 23 Let their table be made a snare to take them selues withall, and let the thinges (that shuld haue bene for their welth) be vnto them an occasion of fallinge. 24 Let their eyes be blinded, that they se not: and euer bowe thou downe their backes. 25 Powre out thyne indignacion vpon them, and let thy wrathfull displeasure take holde of them. 26 Let their habitacion be voyde and no man to dwell in their tentes. 27 For they persecute hym whom thou hast smyte, & they talke how they maye vexe them whom thou hast wounded. 28 Let them fall from one wyckednesse to another, and not come into thy ryghteousnesse. 29 Let them be wyped out of the boke of the lyuyng, & not be wrytten among the ryghteous. 30 As for me, whan I am poore and in heuynesse, thy helpe (O God) shall lyfte me vp. 31 I wyll prayse the name of God with a songe, and magnifye it wt thankesgeuing. 32 This also shall please the Lorde better then a bullocke, that hath hornes and hooffes. 33 The humble shal consydre this, and be glad: seke ye after God, and youre soule shall lyue. 34 For the Lord heareth the poore, and despyseth not his presoners. 35 Let heauen and earth prayse hym, the see & all that moueth therin. 36 For God will saue Syon, and buylde the cyties of Iuda, that men may dwell there, and haue it in possession. The posterite also of his seruauntes shall inheret it: & they that loue hys name, shall dwell therin.