10. People sneer at me;they crowd round me and slap my face.
11. God has handed me over to evil people.
12. I was living in peace,but God took me by the throatand battered me and crushed me.God uses me for target practice
13. and shoots arrows at me from every side —arrows that pierce and wound me;and even then he shows no pity.
14. He wounds me again and again;he attacks like a soldier gone mad with hate.
15. I mourn and wear clothes made of sackcloth,and I sit here in the dust defeated.