11 Do not withhold Your tender mercies from me, O Lord;
^aLet Your lovingkindness and Your truth continually preserve me. ‡

12 For innumerable evils have surrounded me;
^aMy iniquities have overtaken me, so that I am not able to look up;
They are more than the hairs of my head;
Therefore my heart fails me. ‡

14 ^aLet them be ashamed and brought to mutual confusion
Who seek to destroy my¹ life;
Let them be driven backward and brought to dishonor
Who wish me evil. ‡

15 Let them be ^aconfounded because of their shame,
Who say to me, “Aha, aha!” ‡