Save me, O God, as you brought water down to my soul. The coal miner is in a time of depth, and there is no constancy. I came to the depths of the sea, and the storm drowned me. My cry has grown weary, my throat has become silent, my eyes have disappeared from my hope in my God. Having increased more than the hair of my head, those who hate me, have become stronger in my enemies, those who drive me out unjustly: I did not admire, then I was rewarded. God, You have taken away my madness, and my sins have not been hidden from You. Let not those who suffer You, O Lord, Lord of Hosts, be ashamed for me; let those who seek You, O God of Israel, be ashamed for me. For for Your sake I have endured reproach, and shame has covered my face. He was a stranger to my brothers, and strange to my son’s mother. For zeal for Your house has consumed me, and the reproaches of those who reproach You have attacked me. And I covered my soul with fasting, and became a reproach to me, and put my garment in sackcloth, and became a parable to them. Those who sit in the gates mock at me, and those who drink wine mock at me.
But by my prayer to You, O God, time of favor, O God, in the abundance of Your mercy, hear me, in the truth of Your salvation. Save me from sinking, that I may not sink, that I may be delivered from those who hate me and from deep waters. Let no storm of water drown me, let the depth below devour me, let the peer speak of me with his lips. Hear me, Lord, for Thy mercy is good; according to the multitude of Thy mercies, look upon me. Do not turn Your face away from Your servant, for I am in sorrow; hear me soon. Take my soul, and deliver me, my enemy, for my sake, deliver me. For You weigh my reproach and my grief and my shame: before You are all those who insult me. My soul has longed for reproach, and I have longed for the sorrowful, and have not received, and have not found, comforters. And you gave me gall for my food, and for my thirst you gave me drink. Let their table be a snare before them, and a reward, and a temptation. Let their eyes be darkened, so that they cannot see, and let their spines be cut off. Pour Thy wrath upon them, and let the fury of Thy wrath overtake them.
Let their courtyard be empty, and let there be no living thing in their dwellings. You have already struck him, you have driven him away, and you have added to my disease my wounds. Add lawlessness to their lawlessness, and let them not enter into Your righteousness. Let them be consumed of the book of the living, and let them not be written with the righteous. I am poor and sick: let Thy salvation, O God, receive me. I will praise the name of my God with a song, I will magnify Him in praise: and God will be more pleasing than a young calf, wearing horns and claws. Let the poor see and be glad: seek God, and your soul will live. For when the poor Lord hears and does not despise His own chains. May heaven and earth, the sea and all that live in it, praise Him. For God will save Zion, and the cities of Judah will be built, and they will inhabit it, and they will inherit it, and the seed of Your servants will restrain it, and those who love Your name will dwell in it. Save me, God, for waves of sorrows have overtaken my soul! I am mired in deep mud, and I have no support; I sank into the depths of the sea, and the stormy waters drowned me.
I was exhausted, calling on God, my larynx became hoarse; My eyes are weary, waiting for help from my God. Those who hate me in vain have become more numerous than the hairs on my head; My enemies are strengthened, persecuting me unrighteously. What I owned was taken from me. God, You know my madness, and my sins are not hidden from You. Let not those who seek You be ashamed because of me, O God of Israel! For for Your sake I endured shame, dishonor fell on my face. I became a stranger to my brothers, I became a stranger to my mother’s sons; For zeal for Your house consumes me, and the reproaches of those who reproach You have fallen upon me. And I clothed my soul with fasting, and began to endure reproach; And I dressed myself in rags, and became a byword for everyone: Those sitting at the gate mocked me, those drinking wine sang songs about me. And I offer a prayer to You, O God! It's time for favor, God! According to Your great mercy, hear me, for You truly save us! Take me out of the mire, so that I will not be mired; May I get rid of my haters and from deep waters! May the stormy waters not drown me, may the abyss not swallow me, and may not the mouth of the well catch me!
Hear me, O Lord, for You are good in Your mercy; according to the multitude of Your mercies, look upon me! Turn not Thy face away from Thy servant, for I am grieved; don't hesitate to hear me! Heed the call of my soul, deliver it, deliver me from my enemies! For You know my shame, my shame and my disgrace; My offenders are before You. My soul awaited humiliation and suffering; and I looked for someone who was compassionate, but he was not there, and I looked for those who comforted me, and I did not find them. And they gave me gall for food, and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink. Let their meal be for them a snare, and a retribution, and a snare! May their eyes be darkened, and may they not see, and may their backbone always be bent! Pour out Thy wrath upon them, let the fury of Thy wrath be upon them! Let their courtyard be empty, and let there be no living people in their dwellings! For I, punished by You, they pursued and multiplied my wounds. Let them commit lawlessness, and may they not enter the abode of Your righteousness! Let their names be blotted out from the book of life, and not be written with the righteous. And I am in poverty and sorrow; accept and save me, God!
I will praise the name of my God in song, I will magnify Him by glorifying him; And this sacrifice will be more pleasing to God than a young calf with its horns and hooves. May the poor see this and rejoice! Seek God, and your soul will live! For the Lord heard the poor and did not humiliate His servants. May heaven and earth, the sea and everything that lives in it, praise Him! For Zion will be saved by God, and the cities of Judah will be built, and Your people will dwell there and inherit them; And the descendants of Your servants will remain in Zion, and those who love Your name will dwell in it.
Psalm 69
In the end, for David as a remembrance, for the Lord to save me.
In the end, David, in remembrance that the Lord saved him, 69.
God, attend to my help, Lord, seek my help. Let those who seek my soul be ashamed and put to shame, and let those who wish evil against me turn back and be ashamed. Let the abies return, ashamed, saying to us: good, good. Let all who seek You, O God, rejoice and rejoice in You, and let them say, May the Lord be exalted, who love Your salvation: I am poor and needy, God, help me: Helper You are my and my Savior, O Lord, do not become stubborn.
God, help me! Lord, do not hesitate to help me! May those who seek my destruction be ashamed and disgraced, may those who wish me harm turn back and be ashamed! May those who angrily say to me turn back in shame: “Good for you, good!” Let those who seek You rejoice and rejoice in You, O God, and let those who thirst for salvation from You say: “May the Lord be magnified!” And I am poor and wretched. Help me, O God, Giver of help, my Savior, Lord, do not delay!
Glory to the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit.
Slava:
According to the 9th kathisma, the Trisagion according to Our Father: Also troparia, tone 6:
After kathisma 9. Trisagion according to Our Father: Troparion, tone 6:
I think about the terrible day / and weep for my evil deeds, / how do I answer the Immortal King? / Or with what boldness will I look at the Judge, O prodigal one? / Gracious Father, Only Begotten Son, / Holy Soul, have mercy on me.
I think about the terrible day / and mourn my evil deeds. / How will I answer the Immortal King? / Or how dare I, the prodigal, look at the Judge? / Merciful Father, Only Begotten Son, / Holy Spirit, have mercy on me!
Glory to the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit. In the vale of lamentation, / in the place that you commanded, / when you sit, O Merciful One, to execute righteous judgment, / do not expose my secret, / below, put me to shame before the Angels, / but have mercy on me, O God, and have mercy on me.
Glory: In the valley of tears, / in the place that You have appointed, / when you sit, O Most Merciful One, to execute righteous judgment, / do not expose my hidden things / and do not disgrace me before the Angels, / but have mercy on me, O God, and have mercy on me.