Psalm 69:3

Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

I weary with my crying am, my throat is also dry'd; Mine eyes do fail, while for my God I waiting do abide.

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I with my groaning weary am, I also all the night my bed Have caused for to swim; and I With tears my couch have watered.

Mine eyes do fail with looking long for thy salvation, The word of thy pure righteousness while I do wait upon.

Mine eyes fail for thy word: I say, When wilt thou comfort give?

They also bitter gall did give unto me for my meat: They gave me vinegar to drink, when as my thirst was great.

And now, O Lord, what wait I for? my hope is fix'd on thee.

Let uprightness and truth keep me, who thee attend.

My strength is like a potsherd dry'd; my tongue it cleaveth fast Unto my jaws; and to the dust of death thou brought me hast.

All day, my God, to thee I cry, yet am not heard by thee; And in the season of the night I cannot silent be.

He put a new song in my mouth, our God to magnify: Many shall see it, and shall fear, and on the Lord rely.

Thy wrath lies hard on me, thou hast me press'd with all thy waves.