8 All my enemies were whispering against me.They were thinking up evils against me.
9 They established an unjust word against me.Will he that sleeps no longer rise again?
10 For even the man of my peace, in whom I hoped,who ate my bread, has greatly supplanted me.
11 But you, O Lord, have mercy on me,and raise me up again. And I will requite them.
12 By this, I knew that you preferred me:because my adversary will not rejoice over me.
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