God gives me over to the power of sinners, sending me violently into the hands of evil-doers.
What profit is it to you to be cruel, to give up the work of your hands, looking kindly on the design of evil-doers?
Their mouths are open wide against me; the blows of his bitter words are falling on my face; all of them come together in a mass against me.
I was in comfort, but I have been broken up by his hands; he has taken me by the neck, shaking me to bits; he has put me up as a mark for his arrows.
Why are you cruel to me, like God, for ever saying evil against me?
Be certain that it is God who has done me wrong, and has taken me in his net.
And the Satan went out from before the Lord, and sent on Job an evil disease covering his skin from his feet to the top of his head.
By the life of God, who has taken away my right; and of the Ruler of all, who has made my soul bitter;
Will you even make my right of no value? will you say that I am wrong in order to make clear that you are right?
The land is given into the power of the evil-doer; the faces of its judges are covered; if not by him, then who has done it?
Do not give me into their hands, because false witnesses have come out against me, and men breathing destruction.
And you have not given me into the hand of my hater; you have put my feet in a wide place.
That man is a worker of evil; the seed of wrongdoing has given birth to deceit.
So then he gave him up to them to be put to death on the cross. And they took Jesus away;
For God has let them all go against his orders, so that he might have mercy on them all.
And because the revelations were so very great, in order that I might not be overmuch lifted up, there was given to me a thorn in the flesh, one sent from Satan to give me pain.
And you have made clear to me how good you have been to me today: because, when the Lord gave me up into your hands, you did not put me to death.