Psalm 41:7-9

New King James Version

⁷ All who hate me whisper together against me;
Against me they ^[a]devise my hurt.
⁸ “An^[b] evil disease,” they say, “clings to him.
And now that he lies down, he will rise up no more.”
^9 (A)Even my own familiar friend in whom I trusted,
^(B)Who ate my bread,
Has ^[c]lifted up his heel against me.