9Be merciful to me, O LORD, for I am in distress; my eyes fail from sorrow, my soul and body as well.
10For my life is consumed with grief and my years with groaning; my iniquity has drained my strength, and my bones are wasting away.
11Among all my enemies I am a disgrace, and among my neighbors even more. I am dreaded by my friends—they flee when they see me on the street.
12I am forgotten like a dead man, out of mind. I am like a broken vessel.
13For I hear the slander of many; there is terror on every side. They conspire against me and plot to take my life.
14But I trust in You, O LORD; I say, “You are my God.”
15My times are in Your hands; deliver me from my enemies and from those who pursue me.
16Make Your face shine on Your servant; save me by Your loving devotion.
17O LORD, let me not be ashamed, for I have called on You. Let the wicked be put to shame; let them lie silent in Sheol.
18May lying lips be silenced—lips that speak with arrogance against the righteous, full of pride and contempt.