9  Have mercy on me, Lord, for I am in trouble; •
   my eye is consumed with sorrow,
      my soul and my body also.
10  For my life is wasted with grief,
      and my years with sighing; •
   my strength fails me because of my affliction,
      and my bones are consumed.
11  I have become a reproach to all my enemies
      and even to my neighbours,
      an object of dread to my acquaintances; •
   when they see me in the street they flee from me.
12  I am forgotten like one that is dead, out of mind; •
   I have become like a broken vessel.
13  For I have heard the whispering of the crowd;
      fear is on every side; •
   they scheme together against me,
      and plot to take my life.
14  But my trust is in you, O Lord. •
   I have said, ‘You are my God.
15  ‘My times are in your hand; •
   deliver me from the hand of my enemies,
      and from those who persecute me.
16  ‘Make your face to shine upon your servant, •
   and save me for your mercy’s sake.’
17  Lord, let me not be confounded
      for I have called upon you; •
   but let the wicked be put to shame;
      let them be silent in the grave.
18  Let the lying lips be put to silence •
   that speak against the righteous
      with arrogance, disdain and contempt.