8I would go wandering far away, living in the waste land. (Selah.)
9I would quickly take cover from the driving storm and from the violent wind.
10Send destruction on them, O Lord, make a division of tongues among them: for I have seen fighting and violent acts in the town.
11By day and night they go round the town, on the walls; trouble and sorrow are in the heart of it.
12Evil is there; cruel rule and deceit are ever in the streets.
13For it was not my hater who said evil of me; that would have been no grief to me; it was not one outside the number of my friends who made himself strong against me, or I would have kept myself from him in a secret place;
14But it was you, my equal, my guide, my well-loved friend.
