11 My lovers and my friends do standat distance from my sore;And those do stand aloof that werekinsmen and kind before.
12 Yea, they that seek my life lay snares:who seek to do me wrongSpeak things mischievous, and deceitsimagine all day long.
13 But, as one deaf, that heareth not,I suffer'd all to pass;I as a dumb man did become,whose mouth not open'd was:
14 As one that hears not, in whose mouthare no reproofs at all.
15 For, Lord, I hope in thee; my God,thou'lt hear me when I call.
16 For I said, Hear me, lest they shouldrejoice o'er me with pride;And o'er me magnify themselves,when as my foot doth slide.
17 For I am near to halt, my griefis still before mine eye: