The Psalms of David
Day 13. Evening Prayer
Salvum me fac
Save me, O God : for
the waters are come in, even unto my soul.
2 I stick
fast in the deep mire, where no ground is : I am come into deep
waters, so that the floods run over me.
3 I am weary
of crying; my throat is dry : my sight faileth me for waiting so
long upon my God.
4 They that
hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head : they
that are mine enemies, and would destroy me guiltless, are
5 I paid them
the things that I never took : God, thou knowest my simpleness, and
my faults are not hid from thee.
6 Let not
them that trust in thee, O Lord God of hosts, be ashamed for my
cause : let not those
that seek thee be confounded through me, O Lord
God of Israel.
7 And why?
for thy sake have I suffered reproof : shame hath covered my
8 I am become
a stranger unto my brethren : even an alien unto my mother's
9 For the
zeal of thine house hath even eaten me: and the rebukes of them
that rebuked thee are fallen upon me.
10 I wept,
and chastened myself with fasting : and that was turned to my
11 I put on
sackcloth also : and they jested upon me.
12 They that
sit in the gate speak against me : and the drunkards make songs
13 But, Lord,
I make my prayer unto thee : in an acceptable time.
14 Hear me, O
God, in the multitude of thy mercy : even in the truth of thy
15 Take me
out of the mire, that I sink not : O let me be delivered from them
that hate me, and out of the deep waters.
16 Let not
the water-flood drown me, neither let the deep swallow me up : and
let not the pit shut her mouth upon me.
17 Hear me, O
Lord, for thy loving-kindness is comfortable : turn thee unto me
according to the multitude of thy mercies.
18 And hide
not thy face from thy servant, for I am in trouble : O haste thee,
and hear me.
19 Draw nigh
unto my soul, and save it : O deliver me, because of mine
20 Thou hast
known my reproof, my shame, and my dishonour : mine adversaries are
all in thy sight.
21 Thy rebuke
hath broken my heart; I am full of heaviness : I looked for some to
have pity on me, but there was no man, neither found I any to
22 They gave
me gall to eat : and when I was thirsty they gave me vinegar to
23 Let their
table be made a snare to take themselves withal : and let the
things that should have been for their wealth be unto them an
occasion of falling.
24 Let their
eyes be blinded, that they see not : and ever bow thou down their
25 Pour out
thine indignation upon them : and let thy wrathful displeasure take
hold of them.
26 Let their
habitation be void : and no man to dwell in their tents.
27 For they
persecute him whom thou hast smitten : and they talk how they may
vex them whom thou hast wounded.
28 Let them
fall from one wickedness to an-other: and not come into thy
29 Let them
be wiped out of the book of the living : and not be written among
30 As for me,
when I am poor and in heaviness : thy help, O God, shall lift me
31 I will
praise the Name of God with a song : and magnify it with
32 This also
shall please the Lord : better than a bullock that hath horns and
33 The humble
shall consider this, and be glad : seek ye after God, and your soul
34 For the
Lord heareth the poor : and despiseth not his prisoners.
35 Let heaven
and earth praise him : the sea, and all that moveth therein.
36 For God
will save Sion, and build the cities of Judah : that men may dwell
there, and have it in possession.
posterity also of his servants shall inherit it : and they that
love his Name shall dwell therein.
Deus, in adjutorium
Haste thee, O God,
to deliver me : make haste to help me, O Lord.
2 Let them be
ashamed and confounded that seek after my soul : let them be turned
backward and put to confusion that wish me evil.
3 Let them
for their reward be soon brought to shame : that cry over me,
4 But let all
those that seek thee be joyful and glad in thee : and let all such
as delight in thy salvation say alway, The Lord be praised.
5 As for me,
I am poor and in misery : haste thee unto me, O God.
6 Thou art my
helper and my redeemer : O Lord, make no long tarrying.
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