I have more enemies\par than the hairs on my head.\par They hate me for no reason.\par They try hard to destroy me.\par My enemies tell lies about me.\par They lied and said I stole things.\par And then they forced me to pay\par for things I did not steal.\par
‘Baruch, you have said: It is very bad for me. The Lord has given me sorrow along with my pain. I am very tired. I am worn out because of my suffering. I can’t find rest.’