Be gracious to me, LORD, for I am in distress; My eye is wasted away from grief, my soul and my body too.
For my life is spent with sorrow And my years with sighing; My strength has failed because of my guilt, And my body has wasted away.
Because of all my adversaries, I have become a disgrace, Especially to my neighbors, And an object of dread to my acquaintances; Those who see me in the street flee from me.
I am forgotten like a dead person, out of mind; I am like a broken vessel.
For I have heard the slander of many, Terror is on every side; While they took counsel together against me, They schemed to take away my life.
But as for me, I trust in You, LORD, I say, 'You are my God.'
My times are in Your hand; Rescue me from the hand of my enemies and from those who persecute me.
Make Your face shine upon Your servant; Save me in Your faithfulness.
Let me not be put to shame, LORD, for I call upon You; Let the wicked be put to shame, let them be silent in Sheol.