Because of you my acquaintances shun me; you make me loathsome to them; Caged in, I cannot escape;
If you set your heart aright and stretch out your hands toward him,
My friends it is who wrong me; before God my eyes shed tears,
My eyes are blind with anguish, and my whole frame is like a shadow.
A man whose path is hidden from him, one whom God has hemmed in!
All day long my enemies taunt me; in their rage, they make my name a curse.
I stretch out my hands toward you, my soul to you like a parched land. Selah
My Lord, my deepest yearning is before you; my groaning is not hidden from you.
Friends and companions shun my disease; my neighbors stand far off.
My soul thirsts for God, the living God. When can I enter and see the face of God?
Yet you have left us crushed, desolate in a place of jackals; you have covered us with a shadow of death.
But I will call upon God, and the Lord will save me.
I am wearied with sighing; all night long I drench my bed with tears; I soak my couch with weeping.
Roar at the wild beast of the reeds, the herd of mighty bulls, the calves of the peoples; trampling those who lust after silver scatter the peoples that delight in war.
be gracious to me, Lord; to you I call all the day.
A song; a psalm of the Korahites. For the leader; according to Mahalath. For singing; a maskil of Heman the Ezrahite.
He has hemmed me in with no escape, weighed me down with chains;
The word of the Lord came to me:
And Jesus wept.