14. I have become a laughingstock to all my people,their taunt all day long;
15. He has sated me with bitterness,filled me with wormwood.
16. He has made me eat gravel,trampled me into the dust;
17. My life is deprived of peace,I have forgotten what happiness is;
18. My enduring hope, I said,has perished before the Lord.
19. The thought of my wretched homelessnessis wormwood and poison;
20. Remembering it over and over,my soul is downcast.
21. But this I will call to mind;therefore I will hope:
22. The Lord’s acts of mercy are not exhausted,his compassion is not spent;