1 For the music director, on “Lilies,” of David.
2 Save me, O God, for the waters have reached my soul.
3 I have sunk in deep mud, and there is no footing, I have come into deep waters, and a flood sweeps over me.
4 I am worn out by my crying, my throat is parched, my eyes fail, waiting for my God.
5 Those who hate me without a cause outnumber the hairs of my head. Powerful are my enemies who would destroy me with lies. What I did not steal, must I restore?