1 My hopes have died,my time is up,and the grave is ready.
2 All I can see are angry crowds,making fun of me.
3 If you, Lord, don't help,who will pay the pricefor my release?
4 My friends won't really listen,all because of you,and so you must be the oneto prove them wrong.
5 They have condemned me,just to benefit themselves;now blind their children.