13 I am forgotten, out of mind like the dead;I am like a worn-out tool.
14 I hear the whispers of the crowd;terrors are all around me.They conspire together against me;they plot to take my life.
15 But I trust in you, Lord;I say, “You are my God.”
16 My destiny is in your hands;rescue me from my enemies,from the hands of my pursuers.
17 Let your face shine on your servant;save me in your mercy.
18 Do not let me be put to shame,for I have called to you, Lord.Put the wicked to shame;reduce them to silence in Sheol.
19 Strike dumb their lying lips,which speak arrogantly against the righteousin contempt and scorn.