11 I have become a disgrace because of all my opponents.I have become someone dreaded by my friends,even by my neighbors.Those who see me on the street run away from me.
12 I have faded from memory as if I were deadand have become like a piece of broken pottery.
13 I have heard the whispering of many people—terror on every side—while they made plans together against me.They were plotting to take my life.
14 I trust you, O Lord.I said, “You are my God.”
15 My future is in your hands.Rescue me from my enemies, from those who persecute me.
16 Smile on me.Save me with your mercy.
17 O Lord, I have called on you, so do not let me be put to shame.Let wicked people be put to shame.Let them be silent in the grave.