7 I will be glad and rejoice in your love,

for you saw my affliction

and knew the anguish of my soul.

8 You have not given me into the hands of the enemy

but have set my feet in a spacious place.

9 Be merciful to me, Lord, for I am in distress;

my eyes grow weak with sorrow,

my soul and body with grief.

10 My life is consumed by anguish

and my years by groaning;

my strength fails because of my affliction,

and my bones grow weak.

11 Because of all my enemies,

I am the utter contempt of my neighbors

and an object of dread to my closest friends—

those who see me on the street flee from me.

7 I will rejoice and be glad in your steadfast love,

because you have seen my affliction;

you have known the distress of my soul,

8 and you have not delivered me into the hand of the enemy;

you have set my feet in a broad place.

9 Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am in distress;

my eye is wasted from grief;

my soul and my body also.

10 For my life is spent with sorrow,

and my years with sighing;

my strength fails because of my iniquity,

and my bones waste away.

11 Because of all my adversaries I have become a reproach,

especially to my neighbors,

and an object of dread to my acquaintances;

those who see me in the street flee from me.

7 I will be glad and rejoice in thy mercy: For thou hast considered my trouble; Thou hast known my soul in adversities; 8 And hast not shut me up into the hand of the enemy: Thou hast set my feet in a large room. 9 Have mercy upon me, O Lord, for I am in trouble: Mine eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my belly. 10 For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: My strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed. 11 I was a reproach among all mine enemies, But especially among my neighbours, and a fear to mine acquaintance: They that did see me without fled from me.

7 I will be glad and rejoice in your unfailing love,

for you have seen my troubles,

and you care about the anguish of my soul.

8 You have not handed me over to my enemies

but have set me in a safe place.

9 Have mercy on me, Lord, for I am in distress.

Tears blur my eyes.

My body and soul are withering away.

10 I am dying from grief;

my years are shortened by sadness.

Sin has drained my strength;

I am wasting away from within.

11 I am scorned by all my enemies

and despised by my neighbors—

even my friends are afraid to come near me.

When they see me on the street,

they run the other way.

7 I will be glad and rejoice in Your mercy,

For You have considered my trouble;

You have known my soul in adversities,

8 And have not shut me up into the hand of the enemy;

You have set my feet in a wide place.

9 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am in trouble;

My eye wastes away with grief,

Yes, my soul and my body!

10 For my life is spent with grief,

And my years with sighing;

My strength fails because of my iniquity,

And my bones waste away.

11 I am a reproach among all my enemies,

But especially among my neighbors,

And am repulsive to my acquaintances;

Those who see me outside flee from me.

7 I will be glad and rejoice in your love,

because you saw my suffering;

you knew my troubles.

8 You have not handed me over to my enemies

but have set me in a safe place.

9 Lord, have mercy, because I am in misery.

My eyes are weak from so much crying,

and my whole being is tired from grief.

10 My life is ending in sadness,

and my years are spent in crying.

My troubles are using up my strength,

and my bones are getting weaker.

11 Because of all my troubles, my enemies hate me,

and even my neighbors look down on me.

When my friends see me,

they are afraid and run.

7 I will be glad and rejoice in thy lovingkindness;

For thou hast seen my affliction:

Thou hast known my soul in adversities;

8 And thou hast not shut me up into the hand of the enemy;

Thou hast set my feet in a large place.

9 Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah, for I am in distress:

Mine eye wasteth away with grief, yea, my soul and my body.

10 For my life is spent with sorrow,

And my years with sighing:

My strength faileth because of mine iniquity,

And my bones are wasted away.

11 Because of all mine adversaries I am become a reproach,

Yea, unto my neighbors exceedingly,

And a fear to mine acquaintance:

They that did see me without fled from me.

7 I will be glad and rejoice in thy loving-kindness, for thou hast seen mine affliction; thou hast known the troubles of my soul, 8 And hast not shut me up into the hand of the enemy: thou hast set my feet in a large place.

9 Be gracious unto me, Jehovah, for I am in trouble: mine eye wasteth away with vexation, my soul and my belly. 10 For my life is spent with sorrow, and my years with sighing; my strength faileth through mine iniquity, and my bones are wasted. 11 More than to all mine oppressors, I am become exceedingly a reproach, even to my neighbours, and a fear to mine acquaintance: they that see me without flee from me.

7 I will rejoice and be glad because of your mercy. 

You have seen my misery. 

You have known the troubles in my soul. 

8 You have not handed me over to the enemy. 

You have set my feet in a place where I can move freely. 

9 Have pity on me, O Lord, because I am in distress. 

My eyes, my soul, and my body waste away from grief. 

10 My life is exhausted from sorrow, 

my years from groaning. 

My strength staggers under ⸤the weight of⸥ my guilt, 

and my bones waste away. 

11 I have become a disgrace because of all my opponents. 

I have become someone dreaded by my friends, 

even by my neighbors. 

Those who see me on the street run away from me. 

7 I will rejoice and be glad in Your faithful love

because You have seen my affliction.

You have known the troubles of my life

8 and have not handed me over to the enemy.

You have set my feet in a spacious place.

9 Be gracious to me, Lord,

because I am in distress;

my eyes are worn out from angry sorrow—

my whole being as well.

10 Indeed, my life is consumed with grief

and my years with groaning;

my strength has failed

because of my sinfulness,

and my bones waste away.

11 I am ridiculed by all my adversaries

and even by my neighbors.

I am dreaded by my acquaintances;

those who see me in the street run from me.

7 I will exult and rejoice in your steadfast love,

because you have seen my affliction;

you have taken heed of my adversities,

8 and have not delivered me into the hand of the enemy;

you have set my feet in a broad place.

9 Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am in distress;

my eye wastes away from grief,

my soul and body also.

10 For my life is spent with sorrow,

and my years with sighing;

my strength fails because of my misery,

and my bones waste away.

11 I am the scorn of all my adversaries,

a horror to my neighbors,

an object of dread to my acquaintances;

those who see me in the street flee from me.

7 I will exult and rejoice in your loyal love.

Because you have seen my misery,

you know the distresses of my life.

8 And you have not delivered me

into the hand of the enemy.

You have set my feet in a broad place.

9 Be gracious to me, O Yahweh,

because I have distress.

My eye wastes away because of vexation,

along with my soul and my body.

10 For my life is at an end with sorrow,

and my years with sighing.

My strength stumbles because of my iniquity,

and my bones waste away.

11 Because of all my adversaries I have become a disgrace,

especially to my neighbors,

and a dread to my acquaintances.

Those who see me in the street flee from me.

7 I will be glad and full of joy because you love me.

You saw that I was hurting.

You took note of my great pain.

8 You have not handed me over to the enemy.

You have put me in a wide and safe place.

9 Lord, show me your favor. I’m in deep trouble.

I’m so sad I can hardly see.

My whole body grows weak with sadness.

10 Pain has taken over my life.

My years are spent in groaning.

I have no strength because I’m hurting so much.

My body is getting weaker and weaker.

11 My neighbors make fun of me

because I have so many enemies.

My friends are afraid of me.

Those who see me on the street run away from me.

7 I will rejoice and be glad in Your lovingkindness,

Because You have seen my affliction;

You have known the troubles of my soul,

8 And You have not given me over into the hand of the enemy;

You have set my feet in a large place.

9 Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am in distress;

My eye is wasted away from grief, my soul and my body also.

10 For my life is spent with sorrow

And my years with sighing;

My strength has failed because of my iniquity,

And my body has wasted away.

11 Because of all my adversaries, I have become a reproach,

Especially to my neighbors,

And an object of dread to my acquaintances;

Those who see me in the street flee from me.