11Wickedness is in the midst of it; Oppression and fraud depart not from its streets.
12It was not an enemy that reviled me, Then I could have borne it; Nor one that hated me, who rose up against me; From him I could have hid myself.
13But it was thou, a man my equal, My friend, and my acquaintance.
14We held sweet converse together, And walked to the house of God in company.