Continual Hardship

For I have been stricken all day long And chastened every morning.

Why has my pain been perpetual And my wound incurable, refusing to be healed? Will You indeed be to me like a deceptive stream With water that is unreliable?

My eyes pour down unceasingly, Without stopping,

My enemies have reproached me all day long; Those who deride me have used my name as a curse.

The lips of my assailants and their whispering Are against me all day long.

I have become a laughingstock to all my people, Their mocking song all the day.

"From on high He sent fire into my bones, And it prevailed over them He has spread a net for my feet; He has turned me back; He has made me desolate, Faint all day long.

Surely against me He has turned His hand Repeatedly all the day.

(for by what he saw and heard that righteous man, while living among them, felt his righteous soul tormented day after day by their lawless deeds),

And the devil who deceived them was thrown into the lake of fire and brimstone, where the beast and the false prophet are also; and they will be tormented day and night forever and ever.