5Mine enemies wish me evil: When will he die, and his name perish?
6And if one come to see me, he speaketh falsehood; his heart gathereth wickedness to itself: he goeth abroad, he telleth it.
7All that hate me whisper together against me; against me do they devise my hurt.
8A thing of Belial cleaveth fast unto him; and now that he is laid down, he will rise up no more.
9Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I confided, who did eat of my bread, hath lifted up his heel against me.
10But thou, Jehovah, be gracious unto me, and raise me up, that I may requite them.
11By this I know that thou delightest in me, because mine enemy doth not triumph over me.
12But as for me, thou upholdest me in mine integrity, and settest me before thy face for ever.