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Those who hate me whisper about me.
    They think the worst about me.
They say, “He did something wrong.
    That is why he is sick.
    He will never get well.”
My best friend, the one I trusted,
    the one who ate with me—even he has turned against me.

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All my enemies whisper together(A) against me;
    they imagine the worst for me, saying,
“A vile disease has afflicted him;
    he will never get up(B) from the place where he lies.”
Even my close friend,(C)
    someone I trusted,
one who shared my bread,
    has turned[a] against me.(D)

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 41:9 Hebrew has lifted up his heel