^{13 Ref} But as for me, when they were ill I put on the clothing of sorrow: I went without food and was sad, and my prayer came back again to my heart.

^{14 Ref} My behaviour was as if it had been my friend or my brother: I was bent low in grief like one whose mother is dead.

^{15 Ref} But they took pleasure in my trouble, and came together, yes, low persons came together against me without my knowledge; they never came to an end of wounding me.