3May the Lord help him upon the bed of his pain; you have made all his bed in his sickness.
4I said, O Lord, have mercy upon me; heal my soul; for I have sinned against you.
5Mine enemies have spoken evil against me, saying, When shall he die, and his name perish?
6And if he came to see me, his heart spoke vainly; he gathered iniquity to himself; he went forth and spoke in like manner.
7All my enemies whispered against me; against me they devised my hurt.
8They denounced a wicked word against me, saying, Now that he lies, shall he not rise up again?
9For even the man of my peace, in whom I trusted, who ate my bread, lifted up his heel against me.
10But you, O Lord, have compassion upon me, and raise me up, and I shall requite them.