8. An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him; And now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.
9. Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, Who did eat of my bread, Hath lifted up his heel against me.
10. But thou, O Jehovah, have mercy upon me, and raise me up, That I may requite them.
11. By this I know that thou delightest in me, Because mine enemy doth not triumph over me.
12. And as for me, thou upholdest me in mine integrity, And settest me before thy face for ever.
13. Blessed be Jehovah, the God of Israel, From everlasting and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen.