20 Insults have broken my heart,and I am in despair.I had hoped for sympathy, but there was none;for comfort, but I found none.
21 When I was hungry, they gave me poison;when I was thirsty, they offered me vinegar.
22 May their banquets cause their ruin;may their sacred feasts cause their downfall.
23 Strike them with blindness!Make their backs always weak!
24 Pour out your anger on them;let your indignation overtake them.
25 May their camps be left deserted;may no one be left alive in their tents.
26 They persecute those whom you have punished;they talk about the sufferings of those you have wounded.