Please rescue me from the mud—don't let me sink! Save me from those who hate me and from drowning in the deep waters!
But treat me well, Lord God, because of your own reputation. Save me because you are faithful and good.
They surround me with words of hate, fighting against me for no reason.
Stretch down your hand from heaven and set me free. Rescue me from raging waters, from the oppression of foreign enemies.
Don't let my enemies take pleasure in my troubles, those people who hate me and tell lies about me, gloating over me for no reason.
I am thirsty for God, the living God. When can I go and see God's face?
You thunder through the raging waters, through the noise of the waterfalls. Your crashing waves surge over me—I feel like I'm drowning.
Don't let the flood waters wash over me. Don't let the deep waters pull me down. Don't let the grave close over me.
For you, Lord, are good; you are forgiving and full of trustworthy love for all who come to you.
I called out for you, Lord, from deep inside the pit.
Those who worship worthless idols give up their trust in God's goodness.
At three o'clock Jesus cried out, “Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani,” which means, “My God, my God, why have you abandoned me?”
But his people hated him, and sent a delegation after him to say, ‘We won't have this man as king over us.’
And as for my enemies who didn't want me to be king over them, bring them here and kill them in front of me.’”