God, my God, come and save me!
These floods of trouble have risen higher and higher.
The water is up to my neck!
I’m sinking into the mud with no place to stand,
and I’m about to drown in this storm.
I’m weary, exhausted with weeping.
My throat is dry, my voice is gone, my eyes are swollen with sorrow,
and I’m waiting for you, God, to come through for me.
I can’t even count all those who hate me for no reason.
Many influential men want me silenced,
yet I’ve done nothing against them.
Must I restore what I never took away?
God, my life is an open book to you.
You know every sin I’ve ever done.
For nothing within me is hidden from your sight!
Lord Yahweh of Angel Armies,
keep me from ever being a stumbling block to others,
to those who love you.
Lord God of Israel, don’t let what happens to me
be the source of confusion to those who are passionate for you.
Because of my love for you, Lord,
I have been mocked, cursed, and disgraced.
Even my own brothers, those of my family,
act as though they don’t want anything to do with me.
My love for you has my heart on fire!
My passion for your house consumes me!
Nothing will turn me away,
even though I endure all the insults of those who insult you.
When they see me seeking for more of you with weeping and fasting,
they all just scoff and scorn at my passion.
When I humble myself with sorrow over my sin,
it gives them a reason to mock me even more.
The leaders, the influential ones—how they scorn my passion for you!
I’ve become the talk of the town, the theme of drunkards’ songs.
But I keep calling out to you, Yahweh!
I know you will bend down to listen to me,
for now is the season of favor.
Because of your faithful love for me,
your answer to my prayer will be my sure salvation.
Pull me out of this mess! Don’t let me sink!
Rescue me from those who hate me and from all this trouble I’m in!
Don’t let this flood drown me.
Save me from these deep waters
or I’ll go down to the pit of destruction.
Oh, Lord God, answer my prayers!
I need to see your tender kindness, your grace,
your compassion, and your constant love.
Just let me see your face, and turn your heart toward me.
Come running quickly to your servant.
In this deep distress, come and answer my prayer.
Come closer as a friend and redeem me.
Set me free so my enemies cannot say that you are powerless.