Leeser(i)
7 But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
8 And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, they are my witnesses; and my leanness riseth up for me, giveth its testimony to my face.
9 In his wrath he teareth me to pieces, and assaileth me: he gnasheth over me with his teeth; my adversary sendeth threatening looks at me.
10 They now open wide against me their mouth; reproachfully they smite my cheek: altogether do they assemble against me.
11 God hath surrendered me to the unjust, and cast me down into the hands of the wicked.
12 I was at ease, but he hath crushed me; he hath also grasped me by the neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up unto himself as a mark;
13 His archers encompass me round about; he cleaveth my reins sunder, and doth not pity; he poureth out upon the ground my gall;
14 He breaketh me down with breach upon breach; he runneth against me like a mighty man.
15 Sackcloth have I sewed upon my skin, and my horn I roll in the dust.
16 My face gloweth from weeping, and on my eyelids resteth the shadow of death:
17 Not because any violence is in my hands, and while my prayer is pure.