8 So let them be destroyed without warning. Let the trap they set for me catch them. Let them fall into the pit and be destroyed.
9 Then I will be full of joy because of what the Lord has done. I will be glad because he has saved me.
10 My whole being will cry out, "Who is like you, Lord? You save poor people from those who are too strong for them. You save poor and needy people from those who rob them."
11 Mean people come forward to give witness against me. They ask me things I don't know anything about.
12 They pay me back with evil, even though I was good to them. They leave me without hope.
13 But when they were sick, I put on black clothes. I made myself low by going without food. My prayers for them weren't always answered.
14 So I went around crying as if I were crying over my friend or relative. I bowed my head in sadness as if I were sobbing over my mother.