1To the Overseer. -- `On the Lilies,` by David. Save me, O God, for come have waters unto the soul.
2I 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.
3I have been wearied with my calling, Burnt hath been my throat, Consumed have been mine eyes, waiting for my God.
4Those 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.
5O God, Thou -- Thou hast known Concerning my overturn, And my desolations from Thee have not been hid.
6Let not those waiting on Thee be ashamed because of me, O Lord, Jehovah of Hosts, Let not those seeking Thee Blush because of me, O God of Israel.
7For because of Thee I have borne reproach, Shame hath covered my face.
