Psalm 31:11-13

New International Version - UK

¹¹ Because of all my enemies,
    I am the utter contempt of my neighbours
and an object of dread to my closest friends –
    those who see me on the street flee from me.
¹² I am forgotten as though I were dead;
    I have become like broken pottery.
¹³ For I hear many whispering,
    ‘Terror on every side!’
They conspire against me
    and plot to take my life.