1 God, God, save me!I’m in over my head,
2 Quicksand under me, swamp water over me;I’m going down for the third time.
3 I’m hoarse from calling for help,Bleary-eyed from searching the sky for God.
4 I’ve got more enemies than hairs on my head;Sneaks and liars are out to knife me in the back.What I never stoleMust I now give back?
5 God, you know every sin I’ve committed;My life’s a wide-open book before you.
6 Don’t let those who look to you in hopeBe discouraged by what happens to me,Dear Lord! God of the armies!Don’t let those out looking for youCome to a dead end by following me—Please, dear God of Israel!
7 Because of you I look like an idiot,I walk around ashamed to show my face.