¹⁸ They dogged our steps
    so that we could not walk in our streets;
our end drew near; our days were numbered;
    for our end had come.

¹⁹ Our pursuers were swifter
    than the eagles in the heavens;
they chased us on the mountains,
    they lay in wait for us in the wilderness.

²⁰ The Lord’s anointed, the breath of our life,
    was taken in their pits—
the one of whom we said, ‘Under his shadow
    we shall live among the nations.’