Psalms 31:11-14

¹¹The scorn of all my foes, the butt of my neighbors am I, a terror to my acquaintance. At the sight of me in the street people turn quickly away.

¹²I am clean forgotten like the dead, am become like a ruined vessel.

¹³I hear the whispers of many — terror on every side — scheming together against me, plotting to take my life.

¹⁴But my trust is in you, Lord. “You are my God,” I say;