ECB(i)
17 hide not your face from your servant; for I tribulate: answer me hastily.
18 Draw near my soul; redeem - because of my enemies, redeem me.
19 You know my reproach and my shame and my dishonor; my tribulators are all in front of you.
20 Reproach breaks my heart; I am full of heaviness; I await someone to wag, and there is no one; and for sighers, and I find none.
21 They give me rosh to chew; and in my thirst, fermentation to drink.