7In secret they whisper together against me, all those who hate me plot evil against me.
8“Some fatal disease has fastened upon him; and now that he lies, he will rise up no more.”
9My most trusted friend, on whom I relied, who ate of my bread, has turned against me.
10But do you, Lord, graciously raise me up, that I may pay them their due reward.
11By this will I know you delight in me: if my foes may not shout over me in triumph.