Incline Your ear to me; come quickly to my rescue. Be my rock of refuge, the stronghold of my deliverance.
I will be glad and rejoice in Your loving devotion, for You have seen my affliction; You have known the anguish of my soul.
Be merciful to me, O LORD, for I am in distress; my eyes fail from sorrow, my soul and body as well.
For my life is consumed with grief and my years with groaning; my iniquity has drained my strength, and my bones are wasting away.
Among all my enemies I am a disgrace, and among my neighbors even more. I am dreaded by my friends— they flee when they see me on the street.
For I hear the slander of many; there is terror on every side. They conspire against me and plot to take my life.
O LORD, let me not be ashamed, for I have called on You. Let the wicked be put to shame; let them lie silent in Sheol.
May lying lips be silenced— lips that speak with arrogance against the righteous, full of pride and contempt.
How great is Your goodness which You have laid up for those who fear You, which You have bestowed before the sons of men on those who take refuge in You!
You hide them in the secret place of Your presence from the schemes of men. You conceal them in Your shelter from accusing tongues.
In my alarm I said, “I am cut off from Your sight!” But You heard my plea for mercy when I called to You for help.