10. Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am afflicted: my eye is troubled with wrath, my soul, and my belly:
11. For my life is wasted with grief: and my years in sighs. My strength is weakened through poverty and my bones are disturbed.
12. I am become a reproach among all my enemies, and very much to my neighbours; and a fear to my acquaintance. They that saw me without fled from me.