Psalm 69:18–22

18 Come near and rescue me;

deliver me because of my foes.

19 You know how I am scorned, disgraced and shamed;

all my enemies are before you.

20 Scorn has broken my heart

and has left me helpless;

I looked for sympathy, but there was none,

for comforters, but I found none.

21 They put gall in my food

and gave me vinegar for my thirst.

22 May the table set before them become a snare;

may it become retribution and a trap.

18 Draw nigh unto my soul, and redeem it:

Deliver me because of mine enemies.

19 Thou hast known my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonour:

Mine adversaries are all before thee.

20 Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness:

And I looked for some to take pity, but there was none;

And for comforters, but I found none.

21 They gave me also gall for my meat;

And in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

22 Let their table become a snare before them:

And that which should have been for their welfare, let it become a trap.

18 Come and redeem me;

free me from my enemies.

19 You know of my shame, scorn, and disgrace.

You see all that my enemies are doing.

20 Their insults have broken my heart,

and I am in despair.

If only one person would show some pity;

if only one would turn and comfort me.

21 But instead, they give me poison for food;

they offer me sour wine for my thirst.

22 Let the bountiful table set before them become a snare

and their prosperity become a trap.

18 Draw near to my soul, and redeem it;

Deliver me because of my enemies.

19 You know my reproach, my shame, and my dishonor;

My adversaries are all before You.

20 Reproach has broken my heart,

And I am full of heaviness;

I looked for someone to take pity, but there was none;

And for comforters, but I found none.

21 They also gave me gall for my food,

And for my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

22 Let their table become a snare before them,

And their well-being a trap.

18 Come near and save me;

rescue me from my enemies.

19 You see my shame and disgrace.

You know all my enemies and what they have said.

20 Insults have broken my heart

and left me weak.

I looked for sympathy, but there was none;

I found no one to comfort me.

21 They put poison in my food

and gave me vinegar to drink.

22 Let their own feasts cause their ruin;

let their feasts trap them and pay them back.

18 Draw nigh unto my soul, and redeem it:

Ransom me because of mine enemies.

19 Thou knowest my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonor:

Mine adversaries are all before thee.

20 Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness:

And I looked for some to take pity, but there was none;

And for comforters, but I found none.

21 They gave me also gall for my food;

And in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

22 Let their table before them become a snare;

And when they are in peace, let it become a trap.

18 Draw nigh unto my soul, be its redeemer; ransom me because of mine enemies. 19 Thou knowest my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonour: mine adversaries are all before thee. 20 Reproach hath broken my heart, and I am overwhelmed: and I looked for sympathy, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none. 21 Yea, they gave me gall for my food, and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

22 Let their table become a snare before them, and their very welfare a trap;

18 Come close, and defend my soul. 

Set me free because of my enemies. 

19 You know that I have been insulted, put to shame, and humiliated. 

All my opponents are in front of you. 

20 Insults have broken my heart, and I am sick. 

I looked for sympathy, but there was none. 

I looked for people to comfort me, but I found no one. 

21 They poisoned my food, 

and when I was thirsty, they gave me vinegar to drink. 

22 Let the table set for them become a trap 

and a snare for their friends. 

18 Draw near to me and redeem me;

ransom me because of my enemies.

19 You know the insults I endure—

my shame and disgrace.

You are aware of all my adversaries.

20 Insults have broken my heart,

and I am in despair.

I waited for sympathy,

but there was none;

for comforters, but found no one.

21 Instead, they gave me gall for my food,

and for my thirst

they gave me vinegar to drink.

22 Let their table set before them be a snare,

and let it be a trap for their allies.

18 Draw near to me; redeem me;

set me free because of my enemies.

19 You know the insults I receive

and my shame and dishonor;

my foes are all known to you.

20 Insults have broken my heart,

so that I am in despair.

I looked for pity, but there was none;

and for comforters, but I found none.

21 They gave me poison for food,

and for my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

22 Let their table be a trap for them,

a snare for their allies.

18 Draw near to my soul; redeem it.

Because of my enemies, ransom me.

19 You know my reproach, my shame and my disgrace.

Fully known to you are all my adversaries.

20 Reproach has broken my heart and I am sick.

And I hoped for sympathy, but there was none,

and for comforters, but I found none.

21 They also gave me gall for food,

and for my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

22 Let their table before them be a trap,

and their times of peace a snare.

18 Come near and save me.

Set me free from my enemies.

19 You know how they make fun of me.

They dishonor me and put me to shame.

You know all about my enemies.

20 They have broken my heart by saying evil things about me.

It has left me helpless.

I looked for pity, but I didn’t find any.

I looked for someone to comfort me, but I didn’t find anyone.

21 They put bitter spices in my food.

They gave me vinegar when I was thirsty.

22 Let their feast be a trap and a snare.

Let my enemies get what’s coming to them.

18 Oh draw near to my soul and redeem it;

Ransom me because of my enemies!

19 You know my reproach and my shame and my dishonor;

All my adversaries are before You.

20 Reproach has broken my heart and I am so sick.

And I looked for sympathy, but there was none,

And for comforters, but I found none.

21 They also gave me gall for my food

And for my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

22 May their table before them become a snare;

And when they are in peace, may it become a trap.