7 Those who hate me whisper about me. They think the worst about me.
8 They say, “He did something wrong. That is why he is sick. He will never get well.”
9 My best friend, the one I trusted, the one who ate with me—even he has turned against me.
10 Lord, please be kind to me. Let me get up, and I will pay them back.
11 Don’t let my enemy defeat me. Then I will know that you care for me.
12 I was innocent and you supported me. You let me stand and serve you forever.