Save Me, O God

Save me

O God

be­cause the floods

Come in up­on my soul;

I sink in depths where none can stand;

Deep wa­ters

o’er me roll.

My con­stant call­ing wea­ries me

My throat is parched and dried

My eyes grow dim while for my God

Still wait­ing I abide.

The foes who hate me un­pro­voked

Are strong and still in­crease

Though to dis­arm their en­mi­ty

My right I yield for peace.

O God

my fol­ly and my sin

Thy ho­ly eye can see;

Yet save from shame

Lord God of hosts

Thy saints that wait on Thee.

Forbid

O God

our co­ve­nant God

That those who seek Thy face

Should see Thy serv­ant put to shame

And share in my dis­grace.

It is for Thee I am re­proached

For Thee I suf­fer shame

Until my breth­ren know me not

And hat­ed is my name.

It is my zeal for Thy abode

That has con­sumed my life;

Reproached by those re­proach­ing Thee

I suf­fer in the strife.

I wept

with fast­ing bowed my soul

Yet that was made my shame;

When I in sack­cloth clothed my­self

Their by­word I became.

The men who sit with­in the gate

With slan­der do me wrong

And they who lin­ger at their cups

Make me their jest and song.