11 Among all mine adversaries I have been a reproach, And to my neighbours exceedingly, And a fear to mine acquaintances, Those seeing me without -- fled from me.
12 I have been forgotten as dead out of mind, I have been as a perishing vessel.
13 For I have heard an evil account of many, Fear 'is' round about. In their being united against me, To take my life they have devised,
14 And I on Thee -- I have trusted, O Jehovah, I have said, 'Thou 'art' my God.'
15 In Thy hand 'are' my times, Deliver me from the hand of my enemies, And from my pursuers.
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