1. To the Overseer. --`On the Lilies,' by David. Save me, O God, for come have waters unto the soul.
2. I have sunk in deep mire, And there is no standing, I have come into the depths of the waters, And a flood hath overflown me.
3. I have been wearied with my calling, Burnt hath been my throat, Consumed have been mine eyes, waiting for my God.
4. Those hating me without cause Have been more than the hairs of my head, Mighty have been my destroyers, My lying enemies, That which I took not away--I bring back.