Psalm 35:13–14

But I, when they were sick—

I wore sackcloth;

I afflicted myself with fasting;

I prayed with head bowed on my chest.

I went about as though I grieved for my friend or my brother;

as one who laments his mother,

I bowed down in mourning.

Yet when they were sick,

my clothing was sackcloth;

I humbled myself with fasting,

and my prayer was genuine.

I went about mourning as if for my friend or brother;

I was bowed down with grief,

like one mourning for a mother.

Yet when they were ill, I grieved for them.

I denied myself by fasting for them,

but my prayers returned unanswered.

I was sad, as though they were my friends or family,

as if I were grieving for my own mother.

But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth.

I weakened my soul with fasting,

and my prayer returned to me unanswered.

I behaved as though he were a friend or as a brother to me.

As one lamenting a mother, I was bowed down in mourning.

But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth:

I humbled my soul with fasting;

And my prayer returned into mine own bosom.

I behaved myself as though he had been my friend or brother:

I bowed down heavily, as one that mourneth for his mother.