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21 For food they gave me gall; for my awful thirst they offered vinegar. 22 Let their joys[a] turn to ashes and their peace disappear; 23 let darkness, blindness, and great feebleness be theirs.

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  1. Psalm 69:22 their joys, literally, “their table.”

21 They put gall in my food
    and gave me vinegar(A) for my thirst.(B)

22 May the table set before them become a snare;
    may it become retribution and[a] a trap.(C)
23 May their eyes be darkened so they cannot see,
    and their backs be bent forever.(D)

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  1. Psalm 69:22 Or snare / and their fellowship become