Bulls and activists
My enemies say of me in malice,
“When will he die and his name perish?â€
When one of them comes to see me,
he speaks falsely, while his heart gathers slander;
then he goes out and spreads it around.
All my enemies whisper together against me;
they imagine the worst for me, saying,
“A vile disease has afflicted him;
he will never get up from the place where he lies.â€
Even my close friend,