Psalms 69:2
I have sunk in deep mire, And there is no standing, I have come into the depths of the waters, And a flood hath overflown me.
I have sunk in deep mire, And there is no standing, I have come into the depths of the waters, And a flood hath overflown me.
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1To the Overseer. -- `On the Lilies,' by David. Save me, O God, for come have waters unto the soul.
13And I -- my prayer `is' to Thee, O Jehovah, A time of good pleasure, O God, In the abundance of Thy kindness, Answer me in the truth of Thy salvation.
14Deliver me from the mire, and let me not sink, Let me be delivered from those hating me, And from deep places of waters.
15Let not a flood of waters overflow me, Nor let the deep swallow me up, Nor let the pit shut her mouth upon me.
16Answer me, O Jehovah, for good `is' Thy kindness, According to the abundance Of Thy mercies turn Thou unto me,
17And hide not Thy face from Thy servant, For I am in distress -- haste, answer me.
3When Thou dost cast me `into' the deep, Into the heart of the seas, Then the flood doth compass me, All Thy breakers and Thy billows have passed over me.
4And I -- I said: I have been cast out from before Thine eyes, (Yet I add to look unto Thy holy temple!)
5Compassed me have waters unto the soul, The deep doth compass me, The weed is bound to my head.
6To the cuttings of mountains I have come down, The earth, her bars `are' behind me to the age. And Thou bringest up from the pit my life, O Jehovah my God.
6In me doth my soul bow itself, Therefore I remember Thee from the land of Jordan, And of the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.
7Deep unto deep is calling At the noise of Thy water-spouts, All Thy breakers and Thy billows passed over me.
3I have been wearied with my calling, Burnt hath been my throat, Consumed have been mine eyes, waiting for my God.
54Flowed have waters over my head, I have said, I have been cut off.
55I called Thy name, O Jehovah, from the lower pit.
5When the breakers of death compassed me, The streams of the worthless terrify me,
6The cords of Sheol have surrounded me, Before me have been the snares of death.
4Compassed me have cords of death, And streams of the worthless make me afraid.
5Cords of Sheol have surrounded me, Before me have been snares of death.
17He sendeth from above -- He taketh me, He draweth me out of many waters.
19Casting me into mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
16He sendeth from above -- He taketh me, He draweth me out of many waters.
1A Song of the Ascents. From depths I have called Thee, Jehovah.
6Thou hast put me in the lowest pit, In dark places, in depths.
7Upon me hath Thy fury lain, And `with' all Thy breakers Thou hast afflicted. Selah.
6I have been weary with my sighing, I meditate through all the night `on' my bed, With my tear my couch I waste.
2From the end of the land unto Thee I call, In the feebleness of my heart, Into a rock higher than I Thou dost lead me.
3Compassed me have cords of death, And straits of Sheol have found me, Distress and sorrow I find.
14As a wide breach they come, Under the desolation have rolled themselves.
14As waters I have been poured out, And separated themselves have all my bones, My heart hath been like wax, It is melted in the midst of my bowels.
15Dried up as an earthen vessel is my power, And my tongue is cleaving to my jaws.
29And I `am' afflicted and pained, Thy salvation, O God, doth set me on high.
4Then the waters had overflowed us, The stream passed over our soul,
5Then passed over our soul had the proud waters.
3For my soul hath been full of evils, And my life hath come to Sheol.
4I have been reckoned with those going down `to' the pit, I have been as a man without strength.
24For before my food, my sighing cometh, And poured out as waters `are' my roarings.
3For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.
4And my spirit in me is become feeble, Within me is my heart become desolate.
12For compassed me have evils innumerable, Overtaken me have mine iniquities, And I have not been able to see; They have been more than the hairs of my head, And my heart hath forsaken me.
6Attend Thou unto my loud cry, For I have become very low, Deliver Thou me from my pursuers, For they have been stronger than I.
24I have digged, and drunk strange waters, And I dry up with the sole of my steps All floods of a bulwark.
2As nothing, have my steps slipped, For I have been envious of the boastful,
6For this doth every saintly one pray to Thee, As the time to find. Surely at an overflowing of many waters, Unto him they come not.
6I have been bent down, I have been bowed down -- unto excess, All the day I have gone mourning.
6A net they have prepared for my steps, Bowed down hath my soul, They have digged before me a pit, They have fallen into its midst. Selah.
7Haste, answer me, O Jehovah, My spirit hath been consumed, Hide not Thou Thy face from me, Or I have been compared with those going down `to' the pit.
14Bound hath been the yoke of my transgressions by His hand, They are wrapped together, They have gone up on my neck, He hath caused my power to stumble, The Lord hath given me into hands, I am not able to rise.
9Favour me, O Jehovah, for distress `is' to me, Mine eye, my soul, and my body Have become old by provocation.
2In a day of my distress the Lord I sought, My hand by night hath been spread out, And it doth not cease, My soul hath refused to be comforted.