Psalms 35:11-18

The Complaint: Betrayal by False Witnesses

Psalms 35:11-18
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Violent witnesses rise up, That which I have not known they ask me.
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They pay me evil for good, bereaving my soul,
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And I--in their sickness my clothing is sackcloth, I have humbled with fastings my soul, And my prayer unto my bosom returneth.
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As if a friend, as if my brother, I walked habitually, As a mourner for a mother, Mourning I have bowed down.
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And--in my halting they have rejoiced, And have been gathered together, Gathered against me were the smiters, And I have not known, They have rent, and they have not ceased;
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With profane ones, mockers in feasts, Gnashing against me their teeth.
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Lord, how long dost thou behold? Keep back my soul from their desolations, From young lions my only one.
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I thank Thee in a great assembly, Among a mighty people I praise Thee.
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