³ The plowers plowed on my back;
    they made their furrows long.

²³ And I will put it into the hand of your tormentors,
    who have said to you,
    “Bow down, that we may walk on you,”
and you have made your back like the ground
    and like the street for them to walk on.^(A)

⁷ Like a rock that one breaks apart and shatters on the land,
    so shall their bones be strewn at the mouth of Sheol.^[a](A)