Even when I call out or cry for help,1 he shuts out my prayer.29
He has barred3 my way with blocks of stone; he has made my paths crooked.410
Like a bear lying in wait, like a lion5 in hiding,611
he dragged me from the path and mangled7 me and left me without help.
He drew his bow8 and made me the target9 for his arrows.1013
He pierced11 my heart with arrows from his quiver.1214
I became the laughingstock13 of all my people;14 they mock me in song15 all day long.
He has filled me with bitter herbs and sated me with gall.1616
He has broken my teeth with gravel;17 he has trampled me in the dust.1817
I have been deprived of peace; I have forgotten what prosperity is.
So I say, "My splendor is gone and all that I had hoped from the LORD."19