8 I would hasten my escapefrom the windy storm and tempest.
9 Destroy, O Lord, and divide their tongues:for I have seen violence and strife in the city.
10 Day and night they go about it upon the walls thereof:mischief also and sorrow are in the midst of it.
11 Wickedness is in the midst thereof:deceit and guile depart not from her streets.
12 For it was not an enemy that reproached me;then I could have borne it:neither was it he that hated me that did magnify himself against me;then I would have hid myself from him:
13 but it was thou, a man mine equal,my guide, and mine acquaintance.
14 We took sweet counsel together, and walked unto the house of God in company.