Psalms 38:8-13

⁸I am weakened and sore broken: I roare for the very griefe of mine heart.

⁹Lord, I powre my whole desire before thee, and my sighing is not hid from thee.

¹⁰Mine heart panteth: my strength faileth me, and the light of mine eyes, euen they are not mine owne.

¹¹My louers and my friends stand aside from my plague, and my kinsmen stand a farre off.

¹²They also, that seeke after my life, laye snares, and they that go about to do me euil, talke wicked things and imagine deceite continually.

¹³But I as a deafe man heard not, and am as a dumme man, which openeth not his mouth.