Do not let my deceitful enemies gloat over me, nor let those who hate me without justification mock me with their eyes.
Those who hate me without cause are more than the hairs of my head. My persecutors are mighty, and they want to destroy me. Must I be forced to return what I did not steal?
Otherwise, my enemy will say, "I have overcome him;" Otherwise, my persecutor will rejoice when I am shaken.
But this happened so that what has been written in their Law might be fulfilled: "They hated me for no reason.'
Those who wink their eyes are trouble makers, and the mocking fool will be brought down.
For I said, "Do not let them gloat over me, as they congratulate themselves when my foot slips."
Looke, my father, look! The corner of your robe is in my hand. Indeed, by my cutting off the corner of your robe and not killing you, you may know and understand that I have no evil intent or transgression I haven't wronged you, even though you are hunting me to take my life.
But when I stumbled, they rejoiced and gathered together. They gathered together against me attackers whom I did not know. They tore me apart and would not stop.
Truly, I tell all of you emphatically, you'll cry and mourn, but the world will rejoice. You'll be deeply distressed, but your pain will turn into joy.
When they have finished their testimony, the beast that comes up from the bottomless pit will wage war against them, conquer them, and kill them.