13 He shot me in the stomach with his arrows.
14 I have become a joke to all my people. All day long they sing songs about me and make fun of me.
15 He gave me this poison to drink. He filled me with this bitter drink.
16 He pushed my teeth into rocky ground. He pushed me into the dirt.
17 I thought I would never have peace again. I forgot about good things.
18 I said to myself, “I no longer have any hope that the Lord will help me.”
19 Remember, I am very sad, and I have no home. Remember the bitter poison that you gave me.