8 my shrivelled up skin provesthat I am his prisoner.
9 God is my hateful enemy,glaring at me and attackingwith his sharp teeth.
10 Everyone is against me;they sneer and slap my face.
11 And God is the onewho handed me overto this merciless mob.
12 Everything was going well,until God grabbed my neckand shook me to pieces.God set me up as the target
13 for his arrows,and without showing mercy,he slashed my stomach open,spilling out my insides.
14 God never stops attacking,