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And have not shut me up into the hand of the enemy; You have set my feet in a wide place.
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Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am in trouble; My eye wastes away with grief, Yes, my soul and my body!
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For my life is spent with grief, And my years with sighing; My strength fails because of my iniquity, And my bones waste away.
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I am a reproach among all my enemies, But especially among my neighbors, And am repulsive to my acquaintances; Those who see me outside flee from me.
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I am forgotten like a dead man, out of mind; I am like a broken vessel.
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For I hear the slander of many; Fear is on every side; While they take counsel together against me, They scheme to take away my life.
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But as for me, I trust in You, O Lord; I say, "You are my God."
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My times are in Your hand; Deliver me from the hand of my enemies, And from those who persecute me.
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Make Your face shine upon Your servant; Save me for Your mercies' sake.
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Do not let me be ashamed, O Lord, for I have called upon You; Let the wicked be ashamed; Let them be silent in the grave.
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Let the lying lips be put to silence, Which speak insolent things proudly and contemptuously against the righteous.