10All my bones will say, Lord, who is like you? The saviour of the poor man from the hands of the strong, of him who is poor and in need from him who takes his goods.
11False witnesses got up: they put questions to me about crimes of which I had no knowledge.
12They gave me back evil for good, troubling my soul.
13But as for me, when they were ill I put on the clothing of sorrow: I went without food and was sad, and my prayer came back again to my heart.
14My behaviour was as if it had been my friend or my brother: I was bent low in grief like one whose mother is dead.
15But they took pleasure in my trouble, and came together, yes, low persons came together against me without my knowledge; they never came to an end of wounding me.
16Like men of deceit they put me to shame; the voice of their wrath was loud against me.
