Psalms 35:11-15

Malicious witnesses rise up; They ask me things that I do not know.

They repay me evil for good, To the bereavement of my soul.

But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth; I humbled my soul with fasting, But my prayer kept returning to me.

I went about as though it were my friend or brother; I bowed down in mourning, like one who mourns for a mother.

But at my stumbling they rejoiced and gathered themselves together; The afflicted people whom I did not know gathered together against me, They slandered me without ceasing.