1 For the leader; according to “Lilies.” Of David.
2 Save me, God,for the waters have reached my neck.
3 I have sunk into the mire of the deep,where there is no foothold.I have gone down to the watery depths;the flood overwhelms me.
4 I am weary with crying out;my throat is parched.My eyes fail,from looking for my God.
5 More numerous than the hairs of my headare those who hate me without cause.Those who would destroy me are mighty,my enemies without reason.Must I now restorewhat I did not steal?