CAB(i)
17 And turn not away Your face from Your servant; for I am afflicted; hear me speedily.
18 Draw near to my soul and redeem it: deliver me because of my enemies.
19 For You know my reproach, and my shame, and my confusion; all that afflict me are before You.
20 My soul has waited for reproach and misery; and I waited for one to grieve with me, but there was none; and for one to comfort me, but I found none.
21 They gave me also gall for my food, and made me drink vinegar for my thirst.