¹¹ Desviou os meus caminhos, e fez-me em pedaços; deixou-me desolado.

¹¹ Deus me entrega ao ímpio, nas mãos dos iníquos me faz cair.

¹⁰ We grope for the wall like the blind; yes, we grope as those who have no eyes: we stumble at noonday as in the twilight; among those who are lusty we are as dead men.

¹¹ We roar all like bears, and moan bitterly like doves: we look for justice, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far off from us.

¹² For our transgressions are multiplied before you, and our sins testify against us; for our transgressions are with us, and as for our iniquities, we know them: