⁹ He has torn me in his wrath and hated me; he has gnashed his teeth at me; my adversary sharpens his eyes against me. ¹⁰ Men have gaped at me with their mouth; they have struck me insolently on the cheek; they mass themselves together against me. ¹¹ God gives me up to the ungodly and casts me into the hands of the wicked. ¹² I was at ease, and he broke me apart; he seized me by the neck and dashed me to pieces; he set me up as his target; ¹³ his archers surround me. He slashes open my kidneys and does not spare; he pours out my gall on the ground. ¹⁴ He breaks me with breach upon breach; he runs upon me like a warrior.

¹⁵ I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin and have laid my strength in the dust. ¹⁶ My face is red with weeping, and on my eyelids is deep darkness, ¹⁷ although there is no violence in my hands, and my prayer is pure.