22 Let their feast be a trap and a snare. Let my enemies get what's coming to them.
23 Let their eyes grow weak so they can't see. Let their backs be bent forever.
24 Pour out your anger on them. Let them feel its burning heat.
25 May their homes be deserted. May no one live in their tents.
26 They attack those you have wounded. They talk about the pain of those you have hurt.
27 Charge them with one crime after another. Don't save them.
28 May their names be erased from the Book of Life. Don't include them in the list of those who do right.