11Day and night the watchmen make their rounds upon her walls, *
but trouble and misery are in the midst of her.
12There is corruption at her heart; *
her streets are never free of oppression and deceit.
13For had it been an adversary who taunted me,
then I could have borne it; *
or had it been an enemy who vaunted himself against me,
then I could have hidden from him.
14But it was you, a man after my own heart, *
my companion, my own familiar friend.
15We took sweet counsel together, *
and walked with the throng in the house of God.
16Let death come upon them suddenly;
let them go down alive into the grave; *
for wickedness is in their dwellings, in their very midst.
17But I will call upon God, *
and the Lord will deliver me.
18In the evening, in the morning, and at noonday,
I will complain and lament, *
and he will hear my voice.
19He will bring me safely back from the battle waged against me; *
for there are many who fight me.
20God, who is enthroned of old, will hear me and bring them down; *
they never change; they do not fear God.
21My companion stretched forth his hand against his comrade; *
he has broken his covenant.
