Thomson(i)
11 The Lord hath indeed delivered me up to the unrighteous; and turned me over to the ungodly.
12 When I was at peace he broke me up; taking me by the hair he shook me; he set me up as a mark.
13 They surrounded me with javelins, darting them into my reins; without mercy they poured my gall on the ground.
14 They shot me, one deadly wound on another; they ran against me with all their might.
15 They sewed sackcloth on my skin: and my strength was extinguished in the dust.
16 My belly was burned up with wailing; and on mine eyelids were the shades of death: