I stick fast in the deep mire, where no [a]stay is: I am come into deep waters, and the streams run over me.

I am weary of crying: my throat is dry: mine [b]eyes fail, while I wait for my God.

They that hate me without a cause, are more than the hairs of mine head: they that would destroy me, and are mine enemies [c]falsely, are mighty, so that I restored that which I [d]took not.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 69:2 No firmity of stableness to settle my feet.
  2. Psalm 69:3 Though his senses failed him, yet his faith was constant and encouraged him still to pray.
  3. Psalm 69:4 Condemning me guiltless.
  4. Psalm 69:4 They judged me poor innocent as a thief, and gave my goods to others, as though I had stolen them.

I sink in the miry depths,(A)
    where there is no foothold.
I have come into the deep waters;
    the floods engulf me.
I am worn out calling for help;(B)
    my throat is parched.
My eyes fail,(C)
    looking for my God.
Those who hate me(D) without reason(E)
    outnumber the hairs of my head;
many are my enemies without cause,(F)
    those who seek to destroy me.(G)
I am forced to restore
    what I did not steal.

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