11
Hostile witnesses come forward;
they make charges I know nothing about.
12
They repay me evil for good,
to the bereavement of my soul.
13
Yet when they were ill,
I put on sackcloth;
I humbled myself with fasting,
but my prayers returned unanswered.b
14
I paced about
as for my friend or brother;
I was bowed down with grief,
like one mourning for his mother.
15
But when I stumbled, they assembled in glee;
they gathered together against me.
Assailants I did not know
slandered me without ceasing.
16
Like godless jesters at a feast,c
they gnashed their teeth at me.