Why do you, like God, pursue me? Why are you not satisfied with my flesh?
For they persecute him whom you have struck down, and they recount the pain of those you have wounded.
who eat the flesh of my people, and flay their skin from off them, and break their bones in pieces and chop them up like meat in a pot, like flesh in a cauldron.
and I will put it into the hand of your tormentors, who have said to you, ‘Bow down, that we may pass over’; and you have made your back like the ground and like the street for them to pass over.”
if the men of my tent have not said, ‘Who is there that has not been filled with his meat?’
his archers surround me. He slashes open my kidneys and does not spare; he pours out my gall on the ground. He breaks me with breach upon breach; he runs upon me like a warrior.
God gives me up to the ungodly and casts me into the hands of the wicked.
Will you frighten a driven leaf and pursue dry chaff?
And were my head lifted up, you would hunt me like a lion and again work wonders against me.
But stretch out your hand and touch his bone and his flesh, and he will curse you to your face.”
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