25:003:013 He hath caused the arrows of his quiver to enter into my reins.
25:003:014 I was a derision to all my people; and their song all the day.
25:003:015 He hath filled me with bitterness, he hath made me drunken with wormwood.
25:003:016 He hath also broken my teeth with gravel stones, he hath covered me with ashes.
25:003:017 And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace: I forgat prosperity.
25:003:018 And I said, My strength and my hope is perished from the LORD:
25:003:019 Remembering mine affliction and my misery, the wormwood and the gall.
25:003:020 My soul hath them still in remembrance, and is humbled in me.
25:003:021 This I recall to my mind, therefore have I hope.
25:003:022 It is of the LORD's mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not.