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.
17Lord, how long will you be looking on? take my soul from their destruction, my life from the lions.
18I will give you praise in the great meeting; I will give you honour among a strong people.
19Do not let my haters be glad over me falsely; let not those who are against me without cause make sport of me.
