ECB(i)
8 a word of Beli Yaal pours on him; he lies down - never to rise again:
9 - yes, my man of shalom, in whom I confided, who ate of my bread, greatened his heel against me.
10 And you, O Yah Veh, grant me charism and raise me, and I shalam them.
11 By this I know that you delight in me, because my enemy blasts not over me: