They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head:\par\tab They that would cut me off, being mine enemies wrongfully, are mighty:\par\tab That which I took not away I have to restore.
But in mine adversity they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together:\par\tab The abjects gathered themselves together against me, and I knew {\i it} not;\par\tab They did tear me, and ceased not: