13. But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth. I afflicted my soul with fasting, my prayer kept returning to my heart.
14. I went about mourning as though for my own friend or brother. I bowed down dressed in black as though for my own mother.
15. But at my stumbling they gathered in glee. Wretches gathered against me whom I did not know, tearing at me without ceasing.
16. They mocked profanely, as if at a feast, they gnashed at me with their teeth.
17. My Lord, how long will You look on? Rescue my soul from their ravages— my solitary existence from the lions.
18. I praise You in the great assembly, acclaiming You among a throng of people.
19. Do not let my deceitful enemies gloat over me without cause, nor let those who hate me for nothing wink an eye.
20. For they never speak shalom, but devise deceitful words against the quiet ones in the land.
21. Yes, they open their mouth wide against me, saying: “Aha! Aha! Our own eyes have seen it!”
22. You have seen it, Adonai—be not silent! Adonai, be not far from me.
23. Arise, awaken to my defense, to my cause—my God and my Lord!