CLV(i)
7 Surely, now it has made me tired; You have made all my company desolate,
8 And You arrest me. This has become the testimony against me, And it rises against me:That is, my emaciation answers against my face.
9 His anger has found a prey and assailed me; He gnashes at me with His teeth. My foe hones his eyes against me.
10 Men gape at me with their mouth; In reproach they smite my cheeks; They mass themselves together against me.
11 El surrenders me over to an iniquitous man, And He precipitates me into the hands of the wicked.
12 I was at ease, and He quashed me; He held me by the nape of my neck, And He shattered me; He set me up as His target.
13 His multitudes surround me; He splits open my innermost being and does not spare; He pours out my bile on the earth.
14 He breaches upon me, breach adjoining breach; He runs upon me like a master of war.
15 I sewed sackcloth over my hide, And I plowed down my horn into the soil.
16 My face is swollen out from weeping, And on my eyelids is the blackest shadow.
17 Although there is no violence in my palm, And my prayer is pure.