1For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Lilies." By David. 2I sink in deep mire, where there is no foothold. 3I am weary with my crying. 4Those who hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head. 5God, you know my foolishness. 6Do not let those who wait for you be shamed through me, Lord GOD of Hosts. 7Because for your sake, I have borne reproach. 8I have become a stranger to my brothers, 9For the zeal of your house consumes me. 10When I wept and I fasted, 11When I made sackcloth my clothing, 12Those who sit in the gate talk about me. 13But as for me, my prayer is to you, LORD, in an acceptable time. 14Deliver me out of the mire, and do not let me sink. 15Do not let the flood waters overwhelm me, 16Answer me, LORD, for your loving kindness is good. 17Do not hide your face from your servant, 18Draw near to my soul, and redeem it. 19You know my reproach, my shame, and my dishonor. 20Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness. 21They also gave me gall for my food. 22Let their table before them become a snare. 23Let their eyes be darkened, so that they can't see. 24Pour out your indignation on them. 25Let their habitation be desolate. 26For they persecute him whom you have wounded. 27Charge them with crime upon crime. 28Let them be blotted out of the book of life, 29But I am in pain and distress. 30I will praise the name of God with a song, 31It will please the LORD better than an ox, 32The humble have seen it, and are glad. 33For the LORD hears the needy, 34Let heaven and earth praise him; 35For God will save Zion, and build the cities of Judah. 36The children also of his servants shall inherit it.