51 My eyes bring suffering to my soulBecause of all the daughters of my city.
52 My enemies (A)without causeHunted me down like a bird.53 They [a]silenced my life (B)in the pitAnd (C)threw [b]stones at me.
Scripture taken from the New King James Version®. Copyright © 1982 by Thomas Nelson. Used by permission. All rights reserved.