Psalm 55:12

Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

He was no foe that me reproach'd, then that endure I could; Nor hater that did 'gainst me boast, from him me hide I would.

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Yea, ev'n mine own familiar friend, on whom I did rely, Who ate my bread, ev'n he his heel against me lifted high.

Sham'd and confounded be they all that at my hurt are glad; Let those against me that do boast with shame and scorn be clad.

For I said, Hear me, lest they should rejoice o'er me with pride; And o'er me magnify themselves, when as my foot doth slide.