The Depth of the Psalmist's Distress

Psalms 31:9-13

Show me favor, ADONAI, for I am in trouble. My eyes grow dim with anger, my soul and body as well.

For my life is worn out with sorrow and my years with sighing; my strength gives out under my guilt, and my bones are wasting away.

I am scorned by all my adversaries, and even more by my neighbors; even to acquaintances I am an object of fear when they see me in the street, they turn away from me.

Like a dead man, I have passed from their minds; I have become like a broken pot.

All I hear is whispering, terror is all around me; they plot together against me, scheming to take my life.

The Depth of the Psalmist's Distress

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