Deliver me out of the mire, and let me not sink. Let me be delivered from those who hate me, and out of the deep waters.
Stretch forth thy hand from above. Rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hand of aliens,
But deal thou with me, O lord LORD, for thy name's sake. Because thy loving kindness is good, deliver thou me,
Nevertheless those enemies of mine who did not want me to reign over them, bring here, and kill them before me.
But his citizens hated him, and sent an embassy behind him, saying, We do not want this man to reign over us.
And at the ninth hour Jesus cried out in a great voice, saying, Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani? which is, being interpreted, My God, my God, why have thou forsaken me?
I called upon thy name, O LORD, out of the lowest dungeon.
They have also encompassed me about with words of hatred, and fought against me without a cause.
Let not the water flood overwhelm me, nor let the deep shallow me up. And let not the pit shut its mouth upon me.
Deep calls to deep at the noise of thy waterfalls. All thy waves and thy billows have gone over me.
My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God?
Let not those who are my enemies wrongfully rejoice over me. Neither let them wink with the eye who hate me without a cause.
For thou, LORD, are good, and ready to forgive, and abundant in loving kindness to all those who call upon thee.
Those who regard lying vanities forsake their own mercy.