¹⁴ The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hand; They are knit together, they are come up upon my neck; he hath made my strength to fail: The Lord hath delivered me into their hands, against whom I am not able to stand.

¹⁹ Woe is me because of my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is [my] grief, and I must bear it.