Psalms 31:8-12

⁸You haven't handed me over to my enemies; you have set me free.

⁹Be kind to me Lord, for I am upset. I can hardly see from so much crying. I am completely wasting away.

¹⁰Grief is killing me; my life is cut short by sadness; I am falling apart because of my troubles; I am worn to the bone.

¹¹I am ridiculed by my enemies, particularly by my neighbors. My friends dread meeting me; people who see me in the street run the other way.

¹²I have been forgotten as if I were dead; I'm ignored like a broken pot.