²¹ You have turned to be cruel to me. With the might of your hand you persecute me.

⁹ He has torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me; He has gnashed on me with his teeth: My adversary sharpens his eyes on me.

¹⁰ They have gaped on me with their mouth; They have struck me on the cheek reproachfully. They gather themselves together against me.

¹¹ God delivers me to the ungodly, And casts me into the hands of the wicked.

¹² I was at ease, and he broke me apart. Yes, he has taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces. He has also set me up for his target.

¹³ His archers surround me. He splits my kidneys apart, and does not spare. He pours out my gall on the ground.

¹⁴ He breaks me with breach on breach. He runs on me like a giant.

¹⁴ If I sin, then you mark me. You will not acquit me from my iniquity.

¹⁵ If I am wicked, woe to me. If I am righteous, I still shall not lift up my head, Being filled with disgrace, And conscious of my affliction.

¹⁶ If my head is held high, you hunt me like a lion. Again you show yourself powerful to me.

¹⁷ You renew your witnesses against me, And increase your indignation on me. Changes and warfare are with me.

⁶ Humble yourselves therefore under the mighty hand of God, that he may exalt you in due time;

¹⁴ All your lovers have forgotten you; they don't seek you: for I have wounded you with the wound of an enemy, with the chastisement of a cruel one, for the greatness of your iniquity, because your sins were increased.

¹³ You have a mighty arm. Your hand is strong, and your right hand is exalted.

⁷ "Will the Lord reject us forever? Will he be favorable no more?

⁸ Has his loving kindness vanished forever? Does his promise fail for generations?

⁹ Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has he, in anger, withheld his compassion?" Selah.

⁶ Would he contend with me in the greatness of his power? No, but he would listen to me.

²² Why do you persecute me as God, And are not satisfied with my flesh?

⁶ Know now that God has subverted me, And has surrounded me with his net.

⁷ "Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry for help, but there is no justice.

⁸ He has walled up my way so that I can't pass, And has set darkness in my paths.

⁹ He has stripped me of my glory, And taken the crown from my head.

²⁵ Will you harass a driven leaf? Will you pursue the dry stubble?

²⁶ For you write bitter things against me, And make me inherit the iniquities of my youth:

²⁷ You also put my feet in the stocks, And mark all my paths. You set a bound to the soles of my feet:

²⁸ Though I am decaying like a rotten thing, Like a garment that is moth-eaten.

³ Is it good to you that you should oppress, That you should despise the work of your hands, And smile on the counsel of the wicked?

²⁰ If I have sinned, what do I do to you, you watcher of men? Why have you set me as a mark for you, So that I am a burden to myself?

²¹ Why do you not pardon my disobedience, and take away my iniquity? For now shall I lie down in the dust. You will seek me diligently, but I shall not be."

⁹ Even that it would please God to crush me; That he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!