18. Draw nigh unto my soul, and redeem it: ransom me because of mine enemies.
19. Thou knowest my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonour: mine adversaries are all before thee.
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.