11. False witnesses did rise up; they laid to my charge things that I knew not.
12. They rewarded me evil for good to the sorrow of my soul.
13. But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth: I humbled my soul with fasting; and my prayer returned into my own bosom.
14. I behaved myself as though he had been my friend or brother: I bowed down heavily, as one that mourns for his mother.
15. But in my adversity they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together: yea, the attackers gathered themselves together against me, and I knew it not; they did tear me, and ceased not: