Psalms 41:7-11

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.