11My dear ones and friends keep aloof, and my neighbours stand afar off.
12They who aim at my life lay their snares, they who seek my hurt speak of ruin, nursing treachery all the day long.
13But I turn a deaf ear and hear not; like the dumb I open not my mouth.
14I am like one without hearing, with no arguments in my mouth.
15For my hope, O Lord, is in you. You will answer, O Lord my God,
16when I utter the hope that those who made scorn of my tottering feet may not rejoice over me.