Psalms 31:13

For my life is spent with sorrow,

my years with sighing.

My strength fails because of my iniquity.

My bones are wasted away.

Because of all my adversaries I have become utterly contemptible to my neighbors,

a horror to my acquaintances.

Those who saw me on the street fled from me.

I am forgotten from their hearts like a dead man.

I am like broken pottery.

But I trust in you, LORD.

I said, “You are my God.”

My times are in your hand.

Deliver me from the hand of my enemies, and from those who persecute me.

Make your face to shine on your servant.

Save me in your loving kindness.