23 Like a lengthening shadow, I’m passing away;I’m shaken off, like some locust.
24 My legs are weak from fasting;my body is skin and bones.
25 I’ve become a joke to my accusers;when they see me, they just shake their heads.
26 Help me, Lord my God!Save me according to your faithful love!
27 And let them know that this is by your hand—that you have done it, Lord!
28 Let them curse—but you, bless me!If they rise up, let them be disgraced,but let your servant celebrate!
29 Let my accusers be dressed in shame;let them wear their disgrace like a coat.