13 He has caused
athe arrows of His quiver
To pierce my
1 loins.
14 I have become the
aridicule of all my people—
bTheir taunting song all the day.
15 aHe has filled me with bitterness,
He has made me drink wormwood.
16 He has also broken my teeth
awith gravel,
And
1 covered me with ashes.
17 You have moved my soul far from peace;
I have forgotten
1 prosperity.
18 aAnd I said, “My strength and my hope
Have perished from the
Lord.”
19 Remember my affliction and roaming,
aThe wormwood and the
1 gall.
20 My soul still remembers
And
1 sinks within me.
21 This I recall to my mind,
Therefore I have
ahope.
New King James Version®, Copyright© 1982, Thomas Nelson. All rights reserved.
