He hath put my brethren far from me, And mine acquaintance are wholly estranged from me.
My kinsfolk have failed, And my familiar friends have forgotten me.
The wicked plotteth against the just, And gnasheth upon him with his teeth.
But those that seek my soul, to destroy it, Shall go into the lower parts of the earth.
He was despised, and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and as one from whom men hide their face he was despised; and we esteemed him not.