21You know my reproach, my shame, and my dishonor; *
my adversaries are all in your sight.”
22Reproach has broken my heart, and it cannot be healed; *
I looked for sympathy, but there was none,
for comforters, but I could find no one.
23They gave me gall to eat, *
and when I was thirsty, they gave me vinegar to drink.
24Let the table before them be a trap *
and their sacred feasts a snare.
25Let their eyes be darkened, that they may not see, *
and give them continual trembling in their loins.
26Pour out your indignation upon them, *
and let the fierceness of your anger overtake them.
27Let their camp be desolate, *
and let there be none to dwell in their tents.
28For they persecute him whom you have stricken *
and add to the pain of those whom you have pierced.
29Lay to their charge guilt upon guilt, *
and let them not receive your vindication.
30Let them be wiped out of the book of the living *
and not be written among the righteous.
31As for me, I am afflicted and in pain; *
your help, O God, will lift me up on high.
32I will praise the Name of God in song; *
I will proclaim his greatness with thanksgiving.
33This will please the Lord more than an offering of oxen, *
more than bullocks with horns and hoofs.
