New Revised Standard Version
My companions are treacherous like a torrent-bed, like freshets that pass away,

Contemporary English Version
But you are treacherous

New American Bible
My companions are undependable as a wadi, as watercourses that run dry in the wadies;

Douay-Rheims Bible
My brethren have passed by me, as the torrent that passeth swiftly in the valleys.

My brethren have passed by me, as the torrent that passeth swiftly in the valleys.

My brethren.

Job 19:19 They that were sometime my counsellors, have abhorred me: and he whom I loved most is turned against me.

Psalm 38:11 My friends and my neighbours have drawn near, and stood against me. And they that were near me stood afar off:

Psalm 41:9 For even the man of my peace, in whom I trusted, who ate my bread, hath greatly supplanted me.

Psalm 55:12-14 For if my enemy had reviled me, I would verily have borne with it. And if he that hated me had spoken great things against me, I would perhaps have hidden my self from him. . . .

Psalm 88:18 Friend and neighbour thou hast put far from me: and my acquaintance, because of misery.

Jeremiah 9:4,5 Let every man take heed of his neighbour, and let him not trust in any brother of his: for every brother will utterly supplant, and every friend will walk deceitfully. . . .

Jeremiah 30:14 All thy lovers have forgotten thee, and will not seek after thee: for I have wounded thee with the wound of an enemy, with cruel chastisement: by reason of the multitude of thy iniquities, thy sins are hardened.

Micah 7:5,6 Believe not a friend, and trust not in a prince: keep the doors of thy mouth from her that sleepeth in thy bosom. . . .

John 13:18 I speak not of you all: I know whom I have chosen. But that the scripture may be fulfilled: He that eateth bread with me shall lift up his heel against me,

John 16:32 Behold, the hour cometh, and it is now come, that you shall be scattered every man to his own and shall leave me alone. And yet I am not alone, because the Father is with me.

as the stream.

Jeremiah 15:18 Why is my sorrow become perpetual, and my wound desperate so as to refuse to be healed? it is become to me as the falsehood of deceitful waters that cannot be trusted.

Jude 1:12 These are spots in their banquets, feasting together without fear, feeding themselves: clouds without water, which are carried about by winds: trees of the autumn, unfruitful, twice dead, plucked up by the roots: