4 I -- I said, `O Jehovah, favour me, Heal my soul, for I did sin against Thee,`
5 Mine enemies say evil of me: When he dieth -- his name hath perished!
6 And if he came to see -- vanity he speaketh, His heart gathereth iniquity to itself, He goeth out -- at the street he speaketh.
7 All hating me whisper together against me, Against me they devise evil to me:
8 A thing of Belial is poured out on him, And because he lay down he riseth not again.
9 Even mine ally, in whom I trusted, One eating my bread, made great the heel against me,
10 And Thou, Jehovah, favour me, And cause me to rise, And I give recompence to them.
