‭‭Psalms‬ ‭69:1‭-‬36‬ ‭MSG‬‬
[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; Liars and cheats are out to knife me in the back. What I never stole Must 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 hope Be discouraged by what happens to me, Dear Lord! God of the armies! Don’t let those out looking for you Come 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. [8] My brothers shun me like a bum off the street; My family treats me like an unwanted guest. [9] I love you more than I can say. Because I’m madly in love with you, They blame me for everything they dislike about you. [10] When I poured myself out in prayer and fasting, All it got me was more contempt. [11] When I put on a sad face, They treated me like a clown. [12] Now drunks and gluttons Make up drinking songs about me. [13] And me? I pray. God, it’s time for a break! God, answer in love! Answer with your sure salvation! [14] Rescue me from the swamp, Don’t let me go under for good, Pull me out of the clutch of the enemy; This whirlpool is sucking me down. [15] Don’t let the swamp be my grave, the Black Hole Swallow me, its jaws clenched around me. [16] Now answer me, God, because you love me; Let me see your great mercy full-face. [17] Don’t look the other way; your servant can’t take it. I’m in trouble. Answer right now! [18] Come close, God; get me out of here. Rescue me from this deathtrap. [19] You know how they kick me around— Pin on me the donkey’s ears, the dunce’s cap. [20] I’m broken by their taunts, Flat on my face, reduced to a nothing. I looked in vain for one friendly face. Not one. I couldn’t find one shoulder to cry on. [21] They put poison in my soup, Vinegar in my drink. [22] Let their supper be bait in a trap that snaps shut; May their best friends be trappers who’ll skin them alive. [23] Make them become blind as bats, Give them the shakes from morning to night. [24] Let them know what you think of them, Blast them with your red-hot anger. [25] Burn down their houses, Leave them desolate with nobody at home. [26] They gossiped about the one you disciplined, Made up stories about anyone wounded by God. [27] Pile on the guilt, Don’t let them off the hook. [28] Strike their names from the list of the living; No rock-carved honor for them among the righteous. [29] I’m hurt and in pain; Give me space for healing, and mountain air. [30] Let me shout God’s name with a praising song, Let me tell his greatness in a prayer of thanks. [31] For God, this is better than oxen on the altar, Far better than blue-ribbon bulls. [32] The poor in spirit see and are glad— Oh, you God-seekers, take heart! [33] For God listens to the poor, He doesn’t walk out on the wretched. [34] You heavens, praise him; praise him, earth; Also ocean and all things that swim in it. [35] For God is out to help Zion, Rebuilding the wrecked towns of Judah. Guess who will live there— The proud owners of the land? [36] No, the children of his servants will get it, The lovers of his name will live in it.

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