18Draw near to my soul and redeem me; ransom me because of my foes.
19You know my reproach, my shame and disgrace. All my adversaries are before You.
20Insults have broken my heart, and I am in despair. I looked for sympathy, but there was none, for comforters, but I found no one.
21They poisoned my food with gall and gave me vinegar to quench my thirst.
22May their table become a snare; may it be a retribution and a trap.