10 With my whole self I will say, “Lord, there is no one like you. You protect the poor from those who are stronger. You save the poor and helpless from those who try to rob them.”
11 There are witnesses trying to harm me. They ask me questions that I know nothing about.
12 They pay me back evil for the good I have done. They make me so very sad.
13 When they were sick, I was sad and wore sackcloth. I went without eating to show my sorrow. (May my prayers for them not be answered!)
14 I mourned for them as I would for a friend or a brother. I bowed low with sadness, crying as I would for my own mother.
15 But when I had troubles, they laughed at me. They were not really friends. I was surrounded and attacked by people I didn’t even know.
16 They made fun of me, using the worst language. They ground their teeth to show their anger.