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 upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: my eye is consumed with grief, yea, 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 are consumed.
11. I was a reproach among all my enemies, but especially among my neighbors, and a horror to my acquaintance: they that did see me outside fled from me.
12. I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.