- Be merciful to me, O LORD, for I am in distress; my eyes grow weak with sorrow, my soul and my body with grief.
- My life is consumed by anguish and my years by groaning; my strength fails because of my affliction, and my bones grow weak.
- Because of all my enemies, I am the utter contempt of my neighbors; I am a dread to my friends-- those who see me on the street flee from me.
- I am forgotten by them as though I were dead; I have become like broken pottery.
- For I hear the slander of many; there is terror on every side; they conspire against me and plot to take my life.
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