17 Do not hide Your face from Your servant,for I am in trouble; answer me quickly.
18 Draw near to my soul, and redeem it;deliver me because of my enemies.
19 You have known how I am insulted, and my shame and my dishonor;my adversaries are all before You.
20 Insults have broken my heart,and I am sick;and I looked for some to take pity, but there was none;and for comforters, but I found none.
21 They also gave me poison for my food,and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.
22 May their table become a snare before them,and may security become a trap.
23 May their eyes be darkened so they do not see,and make their sides shake continually.