12. He bent His bow and made me the target for His arrow.
13. He shot into my kidneys arrows from His quiver.
14. I have become a laughing stock to all my people, their song all day long.
15. He has filled me with bitterness and made me drink wormwood.
16. He broke my teeth with gravel. He made me wallow in ashes.
17. My soul has been deprived of shalom, I have forgotten goodness.
18. So I said, “My endurance has perished, and my hope from Adonai.”
19. Remember my affliction my homelessness, bitterness and gall.
20. Whenever I remember, my soul is downcast within me.
21. This I recall to my heart— therefore I have hope:
22. Because of the mercies of Adonai we will not be consumed, for His compassions never fail.