¹⁹ You know the shame I have suffered.
    You know all my enemies.
    You saw how they humiliated me.
²⁰ I feel the pain of their insults.
    The shame makes me feel like dying!
I wanted some sympathy,
    but there was none.
I waited for someone to comfort me,
    but no one came.
²¹ They gave me poison, not food.
    They gave me vinegar, not wine.