I was at ease, but he has broken me asunder: he has also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.
He runs on him, even on his neck, on the thick bosses of his bucklers:
God has delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked.
For God makes my heart soft, and the Almighty troubles me:
When his candle shined on my head, and when by his light I walked through darkness;
I was not in safety, neither had I rest, neither was I quiet; yet trouble came.
The roaring of the lion, and the voice of the fierce lion, and the teeth of the young lions, are broken.
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison whereof drinks up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.
Am I a sea, or a whale, that you set a watch over me?
I have sinned; what shall I do to you, O you preserver of men? why have you set me as a mark against you, so that I am a burden to myself?
For he breaks me with a tempest, and multiplies my wounds without cause.
Though you have sore broken us in the place of dragons, and covered us with the shadow of death.
Surely against me is he turned; he turns his hand against me all the day.
My flesh and my skin has he made old; he has broken my bones.
When they took hold of you by your hand, you did break, and rend all their shoulder: and when they leaned on you, you brake, and made all their loins to be at a stand.
And whoever shall fall on this stone shall be broken: but on whomsoever it shall fall, it will grind him to powder.
Who have for my life laid down their own necks: to whom not only I give thanks, but also all the churches of the Gentiles.