Do not hide your face1 from your servant; answer me quickly,2 for I am in trouble.318
Come near and rescue me; redeem4 me because of my foes.
You know how I am scorned,5 disgraced and shamed; all my enemies are before you.
Scorn has broken my heart and has left me helpless; I looked for sympathy, but there was none, for comforters,6 but I found none.721
They put gall in my food and gave me vinegar8 for my thirst.922
May the table set before them become a snare; may it become retribution anda a trap.1023
May their eyes be darkened so they cannot see, and their backs be bent forever.1124
Pour out your wrath12 on them; let your fierce anger overtake them.
May their place be deserted;13 let there be no one to dwell in their tents.1426
For they persecute those you wound and talk about the pain of those you hurt.1527
Charge them with crime upon crime;16 do not let them share in your salvation.17