My enemies say of me in malice, “When will he die and his name perish?”
When one of them comes to see me, he speaks falsely, while his heart gathers slander; then he goes out and spreads it around.
All my enemies whisper together against me; they imagine the worst for me, saying,
“A vile disease has afflicted him; he will never get up from the place where he lies.”
Even my close friend, someone I trusted, one who shared my bread, has turned against me.