11 I’m a joke to all my enemies,still worse to my neighbors.I scare my friends,and whoever sees me in the street runs away!
12 I am forgotten, like I’m dead,completely out of mind;I am like a piece of pottery, destroyed.
13 Yes, I’ve heard all the gossiping,terror all around;so many gang up together against me,they plan to take my life!
14 But me? I trust you, Lord!I affirm, "You are my God."
15 My future is in your hands.Don’t hand me over to my enemies,to all who are out to get me!
16 Shine your face on your servant;save me by your faithful love!
17 Lord, don’t let me be put to shamebecause I have cried out to you.Let the wicked be put to shame;let them be silenced in death’s domain!