13 Yet when they were sick,
my clothing was sackcloth;
I humbled myself with fasting,
and my prayer was genuine.[a](A)
14 I went about grieving as if for my friend or brother;
I was bowed down with grief,
like one mourning a mother.(B)
15 But when I stumbled, they gathered in glee;
they gathered against me.
Assailants I did not know
tore at me and did not stop.(C)

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 35:13 Lit prayer returned to my chest

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