For I am ready to halt, And my sorrow is continually before me.
But I have trusted in thy mercy; My heart shall rejoice in thy salvation:
But when I halted they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together: The abjects gathered themselves together against me, and I knew it not; They did tear me, and ceased not:
Let not them that are mine enemies wrongfully rejoice over me: Neither let them wink with the eye that hate me without a cause.
I am pained and bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
I am weary with my groaning; Every night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.