10. They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, yea, they spare not to spit in my face.
11. For he hath loosed my cord and afflicted me; so they cast off the bridle before me.
12. At my right hand rise the young brood; they push away my feet, and raise up against me their pernicious ways;
13. They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, without any to help them;