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.
Running against him like a man of war, covered by his thick breastplate; even like a king ready for the fight,
God gives me over to the power of sinners, sending me violently into the hands of evil-doers.
For God has made my heart feeble, and my mind is troubled before the Ruler of all.
When his light was shining over my head, and when I went through the dark by his light.
I have no peace, no quiet, and no rest; nothing but pain comes on me.
Though the noise of the lion and the sounding of his voice, may be loud, the teeth of the young lions are broken.
For the arrows of the Ruler of all are present with me, and their poison goes deep into my spirit: his army of fears is put in order against me.
Am I a sea, or a sea-beast, that you put a watch over me?
If I have done wrong, what have I done to you, O keeper of men? why have you made me a mark for your blows, so that I am a weariness to myself?
For I would be crushed by his storm, my wounds would be increased without cause.
Though you have let us be crushed in the place of jackals, though we are covered with darkest shade.
Truly against me his hand has been turned again and again all the day.
My flesh and my skin have been used up by him and my bones broken.
When they took a grip of you in their hands, you were crushed so that their arms were broken: and when they put their weight on you for support, you were broken and all their muscles gave way.
Any man falling on this stone will be broken, but he on whom it comes down will be crushed to dust.
Who for my life put their necks in danger; to whom not only I but all the churches of the Gentiles are in debt: