12. I was at ease, but He shattered me; He grabbed me by the neck and crushed me. He has made me His target;
13. His archers surround me. Without mercy He pierces my kidneys and spills my gall on the ground.
14. He breaks through against me, breach after breach. He runs after me like a warrior.
15. “I have sewn sackcloth over my skin and sunk my horn in the dust;
16. my face is red from weeping, and on my eyelids are deep darkness;
17. yet no violence is in my hands and my prayer is pure.
18. “Earth, do not cover my blood, and let my cry find no resting place!
19. Even now my witness is in heaven, my advocate is on high.
20. My intercessor is my friend; as my eyes pour out tears to God;