20 Their insults have broken my heart,and I am in despair.If only one person would show some pity;if only one would turn and comfort me.
21 But instead, they give me poison for food;they offer me sour wine for my thirst.
22 Let the bountiful table set before them become a snareand their prosperity become a trap.
23 Let their eyes go blind so they cannot see,and make their bodies shake continually.
24 Pour out your fury on them;consume them with your burning anger.
25 Let their homes become desolateand their tents be deserted.
26 To the one you have punished, they add insult to injury;they add to the pain of those you have hurt.