I am ready to fall. I am continually aware of my pain.
But I trust your mercy. My heart finds joy in your salvation.
Yet, when I stumbled, they rejoiced and gathered together. They gathered together against me. Unknown attackers tore me apart without stopping.
Do not let my treacherous enemies gloat over me. Do not let those who hate me for no reason wink ⌞at me⌟.
I am bent over and bowed down very low. All day I walk around in mourning.
I am worn out from my groaning. My eyes flood my bed every night. I soak my couch with tears.
