19 You know full well the insults I’ve received;you know my shame and my disgrace.All my adversaries are right there in front of you.
20 Insults have broken my heart.I’m sick about it.I hoped for sympathy,but there wasn’t any;I hoped for comforters,but couldn’t find any.
21 They gave me poison for food.To quench my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.
22 Let the table before them become a trap,their offerings a snare.
23 Let their eyes grow too dim to see;make their insides tremble constantly.
24 Pour out your anger on them—let your burning fury catch them.
25 Let their camp be devastated;let no one dwell in their tents.