He that slandereth not with his tongue, Nor doeth evil to his friend, Nor taketh up a reproach against his neighbor;

I behaved myself as though it had been my friend or my brother: I bowed down mourning, as one that bewaileth his mother.

Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, Who did eat of my bread, Hath lifted up his heel against me.

But it was thou, a man mine equal, My companion, and my familiar friend.

Lover and friend hast thou put far from me, And mine acquaintance into darkness.