10 They open their mouths at meand strike my cheek in a taunt;they gang up on me.
11 God delivers me to a criminaland forces me into the hands of the wicked.
12 I was at rest, but he shattered me,seized me by the back of my neck,dashed me into pieces;he raised me up for his target.
13 His archers surround me;he cuts my kidneys open without pity and doesn’t care,pours my gall on the ground,
14 bursts me open over and over,runs against me like a strong man.
15 I’ve sewed rough cloth over my skinand buried my dignity in the dust.
16 My face is red from crying,and dark gloom hangs on my eyelids.