Psalm 31

Thou hast not shut me up into the hand of the enemy *

but hast set my feet in a large room.

Have mercy upon me, O Lord , for I am in trouble *

and mine eye is consumed for very heaviness; yea, my soul and my body.

For my life is waxen old with heaviness *

and my years with mourning.

My strength faileth me, because of mine iniquity *

and my bones are consumed.

I became a reproof among all mine enemies, but especially among my neighbours *

and they of mine acquaintance were afraid of me; and they that did see me without conveyed themselves from me.

I am clean forgotten, as a dead man out of mind *

I am become like a broken vessel.

For I have heard the blasphemy of the multitude *

and fear is on every side, while they conspire together against me, and take their counsel to take away my life.

But my hope hath been in thee, O Lord *

I have said, Thou art my God.