²⁰ My intercessor^(A) is my friend^[a](B)
    as my eyes pour out^(C) tears^(D) to God;

¹¹ Because of all my enemies,^(A)
    I am the utter contempt^(B) of my neighbors^(C)
and an object of dread to my closest friends—
    those who see me on the street flee from me.

¹¹ My friends and companions avoid me because of my wounds;^(A)
    my neighbors stay far away.

⁸ I am a foreigner to my own family,
    a stranger to my own mother’s children;^(A)

⁸ You have taken from me my closest friends^(A)
    and have made me repulsive to them.
I am confined^(B) and cannot escape;^(C)