11. He has turned aside my ways and torn me in pieces;He has made me desolate.
12. He has bent His bowand set me as a target for the arrow.
13. He has caused the arrows of His quiverto pierce my inward parts.
14. I have become the derision of all my people,their mocking song all the day.
15. He has filled me with bitterness,He has sated me with wormwood.
16. He has made my teeth grind on gravel,and covered me with ashes.
17. My soul is bereft of peace;I have forgotten prosperity.
18. So I say, “My strength and my hopefrom the Lord have perished.”
19. Remember my affliction and my misery,the wormwood and the gall.
20. Surely my soul remembersand is humbled within me.
21. But this I call to mind,and therefore I have hope:
22. It is of the Lord’s mercies that we are not consumed;His compassions do not fail.
23. They are new every morning;great is Your faithfulness.