ACV(i)
17 and hide not thy face from thy servant, for I am in distress. Answer me speedily.
18 Draw near to my soul, and redeem it. Ransom me because of my enemies.
19 Thou know my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonor. My adversaries are all before thee.
20 Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness. And I looked for some to take pity, but there was none, and for comforters, but I found none.
21 They also gave me gall for my food, and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.