Psalms 109:21-25

But now, O  YAHWEH-God, make yourself real to me like you promised me you would. Because of your constant love and your heart-melting kindness, come be my hero and deliver me! I’m so broken, needy and hurting. My heart is pierced through and I’m so wounded. I’m slipping down a dark slope, shaken to the core, and helpless. All my fasting has left me so weak I can hardly stand. Now I’m shriveled up, nothing but skin and bones. I’m the example of failure and shame to all who see me. They just walk by me, shaking their heads.