9  Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am ^gin distress;

^hmy eye is wasted from grief;

my soul and my body also.

10  For my life is spent with sorrow,

and my years with sighing;

my strength fails because of my iniquity,

and ⁱmy bones waste away.

11  Because of all my adversaries I have become ^ja reproach,

especially to my ^kneighbors,

and an object of dread to my acquaintances;

those who see me in the street ^lflee from me.

12  I have been ^mforgotten like one who is dead;

I have become like ⁿa broken vessel.

13  For I ^ohear the whispering of many—

terror on every side!—

^pas they scheme together against me,

as they plot to take my life.

14  But I ^qtrust in you, O Lord;

I say, “You are my God.”

15  My ^rtimes are in your hand;

^srescue me from the hand of my enemies and from my persecutors!

16  ^tMake your face shine on your servant;

save me in your steadfast love!