Psalms 69:24

They also gave me poison for my food.

In my thirst, they gave me vinegar to drink.

Let their table before them become a snare.

May it become a retribution and a trap.

Let their eyes be darkened, so that they can’t see.

Let their backs be continually bent.

Let their habitation be desolate.

Let no one dwell in their tents.

For they persecute him whom you have wounded.

They tell of the sorrow of those whom you have hurt.

Charge them with crime upon crime.

Don’t let them come into your righteousness.