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.
But work thou for me, O GOD the Lord, for your name’s sake: because your mercy is good, deliver me.
They surrounded me also with words of hatred; and fought against me without a cause.
Send your hand from above; rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;
Let not those who are my enemies wrongfully rejoice over me: neither let them wink with the eye that hate me for no reason.
My soul thirsts for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?
Deep calls to deep at the noise of your pouring waters: all your waves and your billows have gone over me.
Let not the flood of water overflow me, neither let the deep swallow me up, and let not the pit shut her mouth upon me.
For you, Lord, are good, and ready to forgive; and plenteous in mercy to all those who call upon you.
I called upon your name, O LORD, out of the low dungeon.
Those who observe lying vanities forsake their own mercy.
And at the ninth hour Jesus cried out with a loud voice, saying, Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani? which is, being interpreted, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?
But his citizens hated him, and sent a message after him, saying, We will not have this man to reign over us.
But those my enemies, who did not want me to reign over them, bring here, and slay them before me.