1. Save me, O God, because waters have come up to my neck.
2. I sink in the mud of the deep, and there is no foothold. I have come to watery depths, and the torrent floods over me.
3. I am weary with my calling out; my throat is parched. My eyes are exhausted in my waiting for my God.
4. More numerous than the hairs of my head are those hating me without a cause. Those who are destroying me—my enemies wrongfully— are mighty. What I did not steal, I then must restore.