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For it is, not an enemy, that reproacheth me, Or I could bear it, - Not one that hath hated me, who, against me, hath magnified himself, Or I might hide myself from him; But it is, thou, a man esteemed as mine equal, mine associate, and mine acquaintance; So that together have we been wont to find sweetness in counsel, In the house of God, used we to walk in the throng.
Even the man whom I used to salute, in whom I put confidence, who used to eat my bread, - hath magnified his heel against me!
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Thou hast far removed mine acquaintances from me, - Thou hast made me an abomination unto them, Shut up, and I cannot go forth!
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Thou hast far removed from me, lover and friend, Mine acquaintances, are in darkness.
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There rise up witnesses helping forward violence and wrong, What I know not, they demand of me: They repay me evil for good, Bereaving my soul. But, as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth, I humbled, with fasting, my soul, though, my prayer, unto mine own bosom, might return: read more.
Like as for a friend, like as for a brother of mine own, I walked to and fro, As though mourning for a mother, I gloomily bowed myself down. But, in mine overthrow, have they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together, - There gathered themselves together against me foolish men, and I knew it not, They have torn in pieces, and not been silent; Amidst profane praters of perversion, have they gnashed upon me with their teeth.
Like as for a friend, like as for a brother of mine own, I walked to and fro, As though mourning for a mother, I gloomily bowed myself down. But, in mine overthrow, have they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together, - There gathered themselves together against me foolish men, and I knew it not, They have torn in pieces, and not been silent; Amidst profane praters of perversion, have they gnashed upon me with their teeth.
He hath thrust forth his hands, against them he was wont to salute, he hath violated his covenant; Smoother than curds, were the words of his mouth, But, war, was in his heart, - Softer his words than oil, Yet, they, were drawn swords!