20. Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: and I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.
21. They gave me also gall for my meat; and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.
22. Let their table before them become a snare; and when they are in peace, let it become a trap.
23. Let their eyes be darkened, that they see not; and make their loins continually to shake.