⁵ He has put up a wall against me, shutting me in with bitter sorrow.

⁸ They took away from him help and right, and who gave a thought to his fate? for he was cut off from the land of the living: he came to his death for the sin of my people.

²⁰ But the wicked are like the troubled sea; for it can't rest, and its waters cast up mire and dirt.

²¹ "There is no peace," says my God, "for the wicked."