Deliver me out of the mire, and let me not sink: let me be delivered from them that hate me, and out of the deep waters.
But do thou for me, O GOD the Lord, for thy name's sake: because thy mercy is good, deliver thou me.
They encompassed me also with words of hatred; and fought against me without a cause.
Send thy hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;
Let not them that are my enemies wrongfully rejoice over me: neither let them wink with the eye that hate me without a cause.
My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?
Deep calleth to deep at the noise of thy water-spouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
Let not the water-flood overflow me, neither let the deep swallow me up, and let not the pit shut her mouth upon me.
For thou, Lord, art good, and ready to forgive; and abundant in mercy to all them that call upon thee.
I called upon thy name, O LORD, out of the low dungeon.
They that observe lying vanities forsake their own mercy.
And at the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, Eloi, Eloi, lama, sabacthani? 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 would not that I should reign over them, bring hither, and slay them before me.