Save me, O God!
For the waters have come up to my neck.
I sink in deep mire,
where there is no foothold;
I have come into deep waters,
and the flood sweeps over me.
I am weary with my crying;
my throat is parched.
My eyes grow dim
with waiting for my God.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
More in number than the hairs of my head
are those who hate me without cause;
mighty are those who would destroy me,
those who attack me with lies.
What I did not steal
must I now restore?
O God, thou knowest my folly;
the wrongs I have done are not hidden from thee.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Let not those who hope in thee be put to shame through me,
O Lord God of hosts;
let not those who seek thee be brought to dishonor through me,
O God of Israel.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
–Psalm 69:1-6<\/p>
Brenhines Padarn 🏴 pic.twitter.com\/ahYsHzkktI<\/a><\/p>— Richard Jones (@lluniaurich) March 18, 2026<\/a><\/blockquote>