8. And thou hast not inclosed mewithin the en'my's hand;And by thee have my feet been madein a large room to stand.
9. O Lord, upon me mercy have,for trouble is on me:Mine eye, my belly, and my soul,with grief consumed be.
10. Because my life with grief is spent,my years with sighs and groans:My strength doth fail; and for my sinconsumed are my bones.
11. I was a scorn to all my foes,and to my friends a fear;And specially reproach'd of thosethat were my neighbours near:When they me saw they from me fled.
12. Ev'n so I am forgot,As men are out of mind when dead:I'm like a broken pot.
13. For slanders I of many heard;fear compass'd me, while theyAgainst me did consult, and plotto take my life away.
14. But as for me, O Lord, my trustupon thee I did lay;And I to thee, Thou art my God,did confidently say.
15. My times are wholly in thine hand:do thou deliver meFrom their hands that mine enemiesand persecutors be.
16. Thy countenance to shine do thouupon thy servant make:Unto me give salvation,for thy great mercies' sake.
17. Let me not be asham'd, O Lord,for on thee call'd I have:Let wicked men be sham'd, let thembe silent in the grave.
18. To silence put the lying lips,that grievous things do say,And hard reports, in pride and scorn,on righteous men do lay.