7 All who hate me whisper to each other about me,they imagine the worst about me.
8 They say, “He is fatally ill;he will never leave his bed again.”
9 Even my best friend, the one I trusted most,the one who shared my food,has turned against me.
10 Be merciful to me, Lord, and restore my health,and I will pay my enemies back.
11 They will not triumph over me,and I will know that you are pleased with me.
12 You will help me, because I do what is right;you will keep me in your presence for ever.
13 Praise the Lord, the God of Israel!Praise him now and for ever!Amen! Amen!