¹⁹ God, you know that people are insulting me.
They laugh at me
    to make me feel ashamed.
You can see what all my enemies are doing.
²⁰ When they insult me,
    it makes me very upset.
I feel helpless.
I hoped that someone would be kind and help me,
    but there was nobody.
I wanted someone to comfort me,
    but I did not find anyone.
²¹ Instead, my enemies put poison in my food.
When I was thirsty,
    they gave me vinegar to drink.^[a]