¹⁶ He has broken my teeth with gravel;^(A)
    he has trampled me in the dust.^(B)

¹⁷ Food gained by fraud tastes sweet,^(A)
    but one ends up with a mouth full of gravel.^(B)

²⁶ Put on sackcloth,^(A) my people,
    and roll in ashes;^(B)
mourn with bitter wailing^(C)
    as for an only son,^(D)
for suddenly the destroyer^(E)
    will come upon us.

⁶ Break the teeth in their mouths, O God;^(A)
    Lord, tear out the fangs of those lions!^(B)

⁷ Arise,^(A) Lord!
    Deliver me,^(B) my God!
Strike^(C) all my enemies on the jaw;
    break the teeth^(D) of the wicked.

⁹ For I eat ashes^(A) as my food
    and mingle my drink with tears^(B)