LEB(i)
17 and do not hide your face from your servant. Because I am in trouble, answer me quickly.
18 Draw near to my soul; redeem it. Because of my enemies, ransom me.
19 You know my reproach, my shame and my disgrace. ⌊Fully known⌋* to you are all my adversaries.
20 Reproach has broken my heart and I am sick. And I hoped for sympathy, but there was none, and for comforters, but I found none.
21 They also gave me gall for food,* and for my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.