11. Because God has made me weak and helpless,they turn against me with all their fury.
12. This mob attacks me head-on;they send me running; they prepare their final assault.
13. They cut off my escape and try to destroy me;and there is no one to stop them.
14. They pour through the holes in my defencesand come crashing down on top of me;
15. I am overcome with terror;my dignity is gone like a puff of wind,and my prosperity like a cloud.