Psalm of the Day Bread of Life
9Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am | in distress;*
my eye is wasted from grief;
my soul and my body | also.
10For my life is spent with sorrow,
and my years with | sighing;*
my strength fails because of my iniquity,
and my bones | waste away.
11Because of all my adversaries I have become a reproach,
especially to my neighbors,
and an object of dread to my ac- | quaintances;*
those who see me in the street | flee from me.
12I have been forgotten like one | who is dead;*
I have become like a broken | vessel.
13For I hear the whispering of many—
terror on | every side!—*
as they scheme together against me,
as they plot to | take my life.
14But I trust in you, | O Lord;*
I say, “You | are my God.”
15My times are | in your hand;*
rescue me from the hand of my enemies and from my perse- | cutors!
16Make your face shine on your | servant;*
save me in your | steadfast love!