|Psalms 69: 3, 14, 30 - 31, 33 - 34
||I am weary with my crying; my throat is parched. My eyes grow dim with waiting for my God.
||rescue me from sinking in the mire; let me be delivered from my enemies and from the deep waters.
||I will praise the name of God with a song; I will magnify him with thanksgiving.
||This will please the LORD more than an ox or a bull with horns and hoofs.
||For the LORD hears the needy, and does not despise his own that are in bonds.
||Let heaven and earth praise him, the seas and everything that moves therein.