13. He shot the arrows of his quiver into my inside parts.
14. I have become a joke to all my people, the object of their song of ridicule all day long.
15. He saturated me with grief, made me choke on bitterness.
16. He crushed my teeth into the gravel; he pressed me down into the ashes.
17. I’ve rejected peace; I’ve forgotten what is good.
18. I thought: My future is gone, as well as my hope from the Lord.
19. The memory of my suffering and homelessness is bitterness and poison.
20. I can’t help but remember and am depressed.
21. I call all this to mind—therefore, I will wait.
22. Certainly the faithful love of the Lord hasn’t ended; certainly God’s compassion isn’t through!
23. They are renewed every morning. Great is your faithfulness.