Do not withhold your mercy from me, O Lord, may your love and your truth always protect me.
For troubles without number surround me; my sins have overtaken me, and I cannot see.
They are more than the hairs of my head, and my heart fails within me. Be pleased, O Lord,
to save; O Lord, come quickly to help me.
May all who seek to take my life be put to shame and confusion; may all who desire my
ruin be turned back in disgrace. May those who say to me, “Aha! Aha!” be appalled at
their own shame.
Psalm 40: 11-15