His anger hath torn, and he hateth me, He hath gnashed at me with his teeth, My adversary sharpeneth his eyes for me.
Why dost Thou hide Thy face? And reckonest me for an enemy to Thee?
And puttest in the stocks my feet, And observest all my paths, On the roots of my feet Thou settest a print,
(He is tearing himself in his anger.) For thy sake is earth forsaken? And removed is a rock from its place?
And He kindleth against me His anger, And reckoneth me to Him as His adversaries.
Thou art turned to be fierce to me, With the strength of Thy hand, Thou oppresest me.
Lo, occasions against me He doth find, He doth reckon me for an enemy to Him,
For arrows of the Mighty `are' with me, Whose poison is drinking up my spirit. Terrors of God array themselves `for' me!
With profane ones, mockers in feasts, Gnashing against me their teeth.
The wicked is devising against the righteous, And gnashing against him his teeth.
Understand this, I pray you, Ye who are forgetting God, Lest I tear, and there is no deliverer.
Opened against thee their mouth have all thine enemies, They have hissed, yea, they gnash the teeth, They have said: `We have swallowed `her' up, Surely this `is' the day that we looked for, We have found -- we have seen.'
A bear lying in wait He `is' to me, A lion in secret hiding-places.
For I `am' as a lion to Ephraim, And as a young lion to the house of Judah, I -- I tear and go, I bear away, and there is no deliverer.
`Come, and we turn back unto Jehovah, For He hath torn, and He doth heal us, He doth smite, and He bindeth us up.
Thou dost not rejoice over me, O mine enemy, When I have fallen, I have risen, When I sit in darkness Jehovah is a light to me.
And hearing these things, they were cut to the hearts, and did gnash the teeth at him;