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Save me, O God, For waters have entered as far as the life;

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

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.

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!

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

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

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

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.

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

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.

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

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

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

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

Be thou unto me, a Rock to dwell in, a Place of Security, To save me, For, my mountain crag and my stronghold, thou art.

For, thou, art my hope, My Lord, Yahweh, My confidence from my youthful days:

For mine enemies have spoken of me, And, they who watch for my life, have taken counsel together;

Saying, God, hath forsaken him, Pursue and take him, For there is none to rescue.

My month, shall relate thy righteousness, All the day, thy deliverance, For I know not the numbers.

And, as for thy righteousness, O God, up on high, Wherein thou hast wrought great things, O God! who is like unto thee?