All my inward friends abhorred me: and they whom I loved are turned against me.
My kinsfolk have failed, and my familiar friends have forgotten me.
Yes, young children despised me; I arose, and they spoke against me.
For now you are nothing; you see my casting down, and are afraid.
My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my sore; and my kinsmen stand afar off.
But you, O LORD, be merciful to me, and raise me up, that I may requite them.
Yes, my own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread, has lifted up his heel against me.
He has put forth his hands against such as be at peace with him: he has broken his covenant.
You have put away my acquaintance far from me; you have made me an abomination to them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
But Jesus said to him, Judas, betray you the Son of man with a kiss?