11 Because of my sickness, my friends and neighbors will not visit me; my family will not come near me.
12 My enemies say bad things about me. They are spreading lies and rumors. They talk about me all the time.
13 But I am like a deaf man and cannot hear. I am like someone who cannot speak.
14 I am like those who cannot hear what people are saying about them. I cannot answer to prove my enemies wrong.
15 Lord, you must defend me. Lord my God, you must speak for me.
16 That’s why I prayed, “Don’t let my enemies smile at my pain. Full of pride, they will laugh if I stumble and fall.”
17 I know I am guilty of doing wrong. I cannot forget my pain.