and casts me into the hands of the wicked.
he seized me by the neck and dashed me to pieces;
he set me up as his rtarget;
13 his sarchers surround me.
He slashes open my kidneys tand does not spare;
he upours out my gall on the ground.
14 He breaks me with vbreach upon breach;
he wruns upon me like a warrior.
15 I have sewed xsackcloth upon my skin
and on my eyelids is adeep darkness,
17 although there is no bviolence in my hands,
and my prayer is pure.