Psalms 31:9-16

9Have pity on me, O Lord, because I am in distress. My eyes, my soul, and my body waste away from grief.

10My life is exhausted from sorrow, my years from groaning. My strength staggers under ⌞the weight of⌟ my guilt, and my bones waste away.

11I have become a disgrace because of all my opponents. I have become someone dreaded by my friends, even by my neighbors. Those who see me on the street run away from me.

12I have faded from memory as if I were dead and have become like a piece of broken pottery.

13I have heard the whispering of many people— terror on every side— while they made plans together against me. They were plotting to take my life.

14I trust you, O Lord. I said, “You are my God.”

15My future is in your hands. Rescue me from my enemies, from those who persecute me.

16Smile on me. Save me with your mercy.