Don't be happy to see your enemies trip and fall down.
Abner was buried in Hebron, while David and everyone else stood at the tomb and cried loudly.
I have never laughed when my enemies were struck by disaster.
I have stumbled, and worthless liars I don't even know surround me and sneer.
Don't let my brutal enemies be glad because of me. They hate me for no reason. Don't let them wink behind my back.
Even my bones are in pain, while all day long my enemies sneer and ask, “Where is your God?”
By insulting the poor, you insult your Creator. You will be punished if you make fun of someone in trouble.
The LORD will find out and be unhappy. Then he will stop being angry with them.
Why did you celebrate when such a dreadful disaster struck your relatives? Why were you so pleased when everyone in Judah was suffering?
My enemies, don't be glad because of my troubles! I may have fallen, but I will get up; I may be sitting in the dark, but the LORD is my light.