19 All my close friends detest me,+

And those whom I loved have turned against me.+

11 I am scorned by all my adversaries,+

Especially my neighbors.

And I am dreaded by my acquaintances;

When they see me in public, they flee from me.+

 4 Look at my right hand and see

That no one cares about* me.+

There is nowhere I can flee;+

No one is concerned about me.*