11Unrighteous witnesses rise up; they lay to my charge things which I know not.
12They reward me evil for good, to the bereavement of my soul.
13But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth; I chastened my soul with fasting, and my prayer returned into mine own bosom:
14I behaved myself as though he had been a friend, a brother to me; I bowed down in sadness, as one that mourneth for a mother.
15But at my halting they rejoiced, and gathered together: the slanderers gathered themselves together against me, and I knew it not; they did tear me, and ceased not:
16With profane jesters for bread, they have gnashed their teeth against me.