8. A disease of Belial, they say, cleaves fast unto him, and now that he lies he shall rise up no more.
9. Even the man of my peace, in whom I trusted, who ate of my bread, has lifted up his heel against me.
10. But thou, O Lord, be merciful unto me and raise me up that I may requite them.
11. In this I shall know that I have pleased thee, that my enemy does not triumph over me.