Isaiah

And have no fellowship with the unfruitful works of darkness, but rather reprove them.

Every day they wrest my words: all their thoughts are against me for evil.

They hate him that rebuketh in the gate, and they abhor him that speaketh uprightly.

For I know your manifold transgressions and your mighty sins: they afflict the just, they take a bribe, and they turn aside the poor in the gate from their right.

For I heard the defaming of many, fear on every side. Report, say they, and we will report it. All my familiars watched for my halting, saying, Peradventure he will be enticed, and we shall prevail against him, and we shall take our revenge on him.