20(69:21) Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am sick; and I waited for pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.
21(69:22) And they put into my food gall; and in my thirst they give me vinegar to drink.
22(69:23) May then their table become a snare before them: and to those that are at peace, a trap.
23(69:24) May their eyes become dark, that they cannot see; and make their loins continually to waver.
24(69:25) Pour out over them thy indignation, and let the heat of thy anger overtake them.
25(69:26) May their palace become desolate: in their tents let no one dwell.
26(69:27) For whom thou hast smitten they persecute; and of the pain of those whom thou but wounded do they converse.
27(69:28) Lay guilt upon their guilt; and let them not come into thy righteousness.
Psalms 69
Psalms 69:20-27