his archers surround me. Without pity, he pierces my kidneys and spills my gall on the ground.Again and again he bursts upon me; he rushes at me like a warrior. (niv)
who eat my people’s flesh, strip off their skin and break their bones in pieces; who chop them up like meat for the pan, like flesh for the pot?” (niv)
I will put it into the hands of your tormentors, who said to you,‘ Fall prostrate that we may walk on you.’ And you made your back like the ground, like a street to be walked on.” (niv)