Psalms 31:9-13

9Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am in distress; my eye is wasted from grief; my soul and my body also.

10For my life is spent with sorrow, and my years with sighing; my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones waste away.

11Because of all my adversaries I have become a reproach, especially to my neighbors, and an object of dread to my acquaintances; those who see me in the street flee from me.

12I have been forgotten like one who is dead; I have become like a broken vessel.

13For I hear the whispering of many— terror on every side!— as they scheme together against me, as they plot to take my life.