15 Don’t let the swamp be my grave, the Black HoleSwallow me, its jaws clenched around me.
16 Now answer me, God, because you love me;Let me see your great mercy full-face.
17 Don’t look the other way; your servant can’t take it.I’m in trouble. Answer right now!
18 Come close, God; get me out of here.Rescue me from this deathtrap.
19 You know how they kick me around—Pin on me the donkey’s ears, the dunce’s cap.
20 I’m broken by their taunts,Flat on my face, reduced to a nothing.I looked in vain for one friendly face. Not one.I couldn’t find one shoulder to cry on.
21 They put poison in my soup,Vinegar in my drink.