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¶ Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help.

Many bulls have compassed me: strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.

They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion.

I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.

My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.

For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet.

I may tell all my bones: they look and stare upon me.

They part my garments among them, and cast lots upon my vesture.

But be not thou far from me, O LORD: O my strength, haste thee to help me.

Deliver my soul from the sword; my darling from the power of the dog.

Save me from the lion's mouth: for thou hast heard me from the horns of the unicorns.

¶ To the chief Musician upon Shoshannim, A Psalm of David. Save me, O God; for the waters are come in unto my soul.

Поква́пся спасти́ мене, Боже, Господи, поспіши́ся ж на поміч мені!

Нехай посоро́млені будуть, і хай застида́ються ті, хто шукає моєї душі, щоб схопи́ти її! Нехай подаду́ться назад, і нехай посоро́млені будуть усі, хто бажає для мене лихо́го!

Бодай поверну́лися з со́ромом ті, хто говорить на мене: „Ага!.. Ага!“

Нехай ті́шаться та веселя́ться Тобою усі, хто шукає Тебе, та хто любить спасі́ння Твоє, і хай за́вжди говорять: „Хай буде великий Господь!“

А я вбогий та бідний, — поспіши ж Ти до Мене, о Боже: моя поміч і мій оборо́нець — то Ти, Боже мій, — не спізня́йся!

Because for thy sake I have borne reproach; shame hath covered my face.

I am become a stranger unto my brethren, and an alien unto my mother's children.

For the zeal of thine house hath eaten me up; and the reproaches of them that reproached thee are fallen upon me.

When I wept, and chastened my soul with fasting, that was to my reproach.

I made sackcloth also my garment; and I became a proverb to them.

They that sit in the gate speak against me; and I was the song of the drunkards.

¶ But as for me, my prayer is unto thee, O LORD, in an acceptable time: O God, in the multitude of thy mercy hear me, in the truth of thy salvation.

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.