Salmos 69

La honte a brisé mon cœur, j’en suis au désespoir; j’attends qu’on me plaigne, mais c’est en vain; qu’il me vienne des consolateurs: je n’en trouve point.

Pusiéronme además hiel por comida, y en mi sed me dieron á beber vinagre.

They gave me also gall for my meat; and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

They also gave me poison for my food. In my thirst, they gave me vinegar to drink.