Psalms 31:8

Into your hand I commend my spirit.

You redeem me, LORD, God of truth.

I hate those who regard lying vanities,

but I trust in the LORD.

I will be glad and rejoice in your loving kindness,

for you have seen my affliction.

You have known my soul in adversities.

Have mercy on me, LORD, for I am in distress.

My eye, my soul, and my body waste away with grief.

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.