The Depth of the Psalmist's Distress

Psalms 31:9-13

Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah, for I am in distress: Mine eye wasteth away with grief, yea, my soul and my body.

For my life is spent with sorrow, And my years with sighing: My strength faileth because of mine iniquity, And my bones are wasted away.

Because of all mine adversaries I am become a reproach, Yea, unto my neighbors exceedingly, And a fear to mine acquaintance: They that did see me without fled from me.

I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.

For I have heard the defaming of many, Terror on every side: While they took counsel together against me, They devised to take away my life.

The Depth of the Psalmist's Distress

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