7 I celebrate and shoutbecause you are kind.You saw all my suffering,and you cared for me.
8 You kept me from the handsof my enemies,and you set me free.
9 Have pity, Lord!I am suffering and almost blind.My whole body aches.
10 I have known only sorrowall my life long, and I sufferyear after year.I am weak from sin,and my bones are limp.
11 My enemies insult me.Neighbours are even worse,and I disgust my friends.People meet me in the street,and they turn and run.
12 I am completely forgottenlike someone dead.I am merely a broken dish.
13 I hear the crowds whisper,“Everyone is afraid!”They are plotting and schemingto murder me.