11. He has turned aside my ways and torn me to pieces; He has made me desolate.
12. He bent His bow And set me as a target for the arrow.
13. He made the arrows of His quiver To enter into my inward parts.
14. I have become a laughingstock to all my people, Their mocking song all the day.
15. He has filled me with bitterness, He has made me drunk with wormwood.
16. He has broken my teeth with gravel; He has made me cower in the dust.
17. My soul has been rejected from peace; I have forgotten happiness.