20 Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: and I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.
21 They gave me also gall for my meat; and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.
22 Let their table before them become a snare; and when they are in peace, let it become a trap.
23 Let their eyes be darkened, that they see not; and make their loins continually to shake.
24 Pour out thine indignation upon them, and let the fierceness of thine anger overtake them.
25 Let their habitation be desolate; let none dwell in their tents.
26 For they persecute him whom thou hast smitten; and they tell of the sorrow of those whom thou hast wounded,