I lie awake, like a lonely bird on a roof.
Why are the nations in an uproar, and the peoples mutter vanity?
I said: “Adonai, have mercy on me. Heal my soul, for I have sinned against You.”
Listen to me and answer me. I am restless in my complaint and moan—
You know my reproach, my shame, my disgrace. All my adversaries are before You.
You hold my eyelids open— I am so troubled—I cannot speak.
Remember, my Lord, the mockery against Your servants that I bear in my heart from so many peoples.
You will leave your name behind as a curse for My chosen ones, and Adonai Elohim will slay you. But He will call His servants by another name.
So a curse will be taken up by everyone in exile from Judah who are in Babylon, saying: ‘May Adonai make you like Zedekiah and like Ahab, whom the king of Babylon roasted in the fire’—
But they were filled with fury and discussed among themselves what they might do to Yeshua.
I tried to cause them to blaspheme by punishing them often in the synagogues. In furious rage against them, I persecuted them even in foreign cities.
When they heard these things, they became enraged and began gnashing their teeth at him.
For even Messiah did not please Himself, but as it is written, “The insults of those who insulted You have fallen on Me.”
