⁹     But when I tell myself, I’ll never mention Your name
        or speak for You again, it’s no use.
    The word of God burns in my heart; it is like fire in my bones.
        I try to hold it all in, but I cannot.
¹⁰     I hear the crowds whispering behind my back and mocking my prophecies:
        “‘Terror is everywhere we turn,’ he says. Let’s report him for breaking some law.”
    Even my trusted friends are waiting for me to make a mistake:
        “Maybe he will be deceived,
        and then we’ll win, take control, and have our revenge on him.”
¹¹     But I am not alone. The Eternal is here with me.
        He stands beside me, as a dreaded warrior.
    That is why my tormentors will fail so miserably. They cannot win.
        Their humiliation and permanent dishonor will be remembered for all time.