6 Into your hands I commend my spirit;
you will redeem me, LORD, faithful God.
7 You hate those who serve worthless idols,
but I trust in the LORD.
8 I will rejoice and be glad in your love,
once you have seen my misery,
observed my distress.
9 You will not abandon me into enemy hands,
but will set my feet in a free and open space.
10 Be gracious to me, LORD, for I am in distress;
with grief my eyes are wasted, my soul and body spent.
11 My life is worn out by sorrow, my years by sighing.
My strength fails in affliction; my bones are consumed.
12 To all my foes I am a thing of scorn, to my neighbors,
a dreaded sight, a horror to my friends.
When they see me in the street, they quickly shy away.
13 I am forgotten, out of mind like the dead;
I am like a shattered dish.
14 I hear the whispers of the crowd; terrors are all around me. They conspire against me; they plot to take my life.
15 But I trust in you, LORD; I say, "You are my God."
16 My times are in your hands;
rescue me from my enemies,
from the hands of my pursuers.
17 Let your face shine on your servant;
save me in your kindness.
18 Do not let me be put to shame,
for I have called to you, LORD.
Put the wicked to shame;
reduce them to silence in Sheol.
