¹² “I was living quietly until he shattered me.
    He took me by the neck and broke me in pieces.
Then he set me up as his target,

¹¹ He has dragged me off the path and torn me in pieces,
    leaving me helpless and devastated.
¹² He has drawn his bow
    and made me the target for his arrows.

²⁰ If I have sinned, what have I done to you,
    O watcher of all humanity?
Why make me your target?
    Am I a burden to you?^[a]

⁴ He has made my skin and flesh grow old.
    He has broken my bones.

¹⁹ Yet you have crushed us in the jackal’s desert home.
    You have covered us with darkness and death.

⁷ When Israel leaned on you,
    you splintered and broke
    and stabbed her in the armpit.
When she put her weight on you,
    you collapsed, and her legs gave way.

¹⁸ “I thought, ‘Surely I will die surrounded by my family
    after a long, good life.^[a]
19 For I am like a tree whose roots reach the water,
    whose branches are refreshed with the dew.

³ when he lit up the way before me
    and I walked safely through the darkness.