though my back is like a field that has just been plowed."
Could you force him to plow or to drag a heavy log to smooth out the soil?
and their bones lie scattered like broken rocks on top of a grave.
I let them beat my back and pull out my beard. I didn't turn aside when they insulted me and spit in my face.
Instead I will give it to your brutal enemies, who treated you like dirt and walked all over you."