You have seized me, and it has become a witness; my leanness has risen up against me and testifies against me.

“O earth, do not cover my blood, nor let there be a secret place for my cry.

My guests and my servant girls consider me a stranger; I am a foreigner in their eyes.

How often are they like straw before the wind, and like chaff swept away by a whirlwind?

just as I was in my most productive time, when God’s intimate friendship was experienced in my tent,

“Where were you when I laid the foundation of the earth? Tell me, if you possess understanding!

Consequently the Lord provides safety for the oppressed; he provides safety in times of trouble.

They confronted me in my day of calamity, but the Lord helped me.

Hear, O Lord, and have mercy on me! O Lord, deliver me!”

I am forgotten, like a dead man no one thinks about; I am regarded as worthless, like a broken jar.

For he spoke, and it came into existence, he issued the decree, and it stood firm.

May we experience your faithfulness, O Lord, for we wait for you.

May they be like wind-driven chaff, as the Lord’s angel attacks them!

May their path be dark and slippery, as the Lord’s angel chases them!

The Lord watches over the innocent day by day and they possess a permanent inheritance.

For you are my deliverer; under your wings I rejoice.

Each one will be handed over to the sword; their corpses will be eaten by jackals.

But God will shoot at them; suddenly they will be wounded by an arrow.

My own brothers treat me like a stranger; they act as if I were a foreigner.

I weep and refrain from eating food, which causes others to insult me.