3I am weary from my crying; my throat is parched. My eyes fail, looking for my God.
4Those who hate me without cause outnumber the hairs of my head; many are those who would destroy me— my enemies for no reason. Though I did not steal, I must repay.
5You know my folly, O God, and my guilt is not hidden from You.
6May those who hope in You not be ashamed through me, O Lord GOD of Hosts; may those who seek You not be dishonored through me, O God of Israel.
7For I have endured scorn for Your sake, and shame has covered my face.