9 Have mercy on me, Lord, because I’m depressed.My vision fails because of my grief,as do my spirit and my body.
10 My life is consumed with sadness;my years are consumed with groaning.Strength fails me because of my suffering;my bones dry up.
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!