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20 Insults have broken my heart,
    so that I am in despair.
I looked for pity, but there was none;
    and for comforters, but I found none.
21 They gave me poison for food,
    and for my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

22 Let their own table before them become a snare;
    let their sacrificial feasts[a] be a trap.

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  1. Psalm 69:22 Tg: Heb for security

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