¹For the choirmaster. To the tune of “Lilies.” Of David. ²I have sunk into the miry depths, ³I am weary from my crying; ⁴Those who hate me without cause ⁵You know my folly, O God, ⁶May those who hope in You not be ashamed through me, ⁷For I have endured scorn for Your sake, ⁸I have become a stranger to my brothers ⁹because zeal for Your house has consumed me, ¹⁰I wept and fasted, ¹¹I made sackcloth my clothing, ¹²Those who sit at the gate mock me, ¹³But my prayer to You, O LORD, ¹⁴Rescue me from the mire ¹⁵Do not let the floods engulf me ¹⁶Answer me, O LORD, ¹⁷Hide not Your face from Your servant, ¹⁸Draw near to my soul and redeem me; ¹⁹You know my reproach, my shame and disgrace. ²⁰Insults have broken my heart, ²¹They poisoned my food with gall ²²May their table become a snare; ²³May their eyes be darkened so they cannot see, ²⁴Pour out Your wrath upon them, ²⁵May their place be deserted; ²⁶For they persecute the one You struck ²⁷Add iniquity to their iniquity; ²⁸May they be blotted out of the Book of Life ²⁹But I am in pain and distress; ³⁰I will praise God’s name in song ³¹And this will please the LORD more than an ox, ³²The humble will see and rejoice. ³³For the LORD listens to the needy ³⁴Let heaven and earth praise Him, ³⁵For God will save Zion ³⁶The descendants of His servants will inherit it,