²⁰ Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness, and I looked for some to take pity, but there was no one, and for comforters, but I found none.

²¹ They also gave me gall for my food; and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

²² ¶ Let their table become a snare before them, and that which should have been for their prosperity, let it become a stumbling block.