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20 I am crushed by insults,
    and I feel sick.
I had hoped for mercy and pity,
    but there was none.
21 (A) Enemies poisoned my food,
and when I was thirsty,
    they gave me vinegar.

22 (B) Make their table a trap
    for them and their friends.

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