21. Yea, they gave me gall for my food, and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.
22. Let their table become a snare before them, and their very welfare 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 take hold of them.
25. Let their habitation be desolate; let there be no dweller in their tents.