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.
16. Now I am about to die;there is no relief for my suffering.
17. At night my bones all ache;the pain that gnaws me never stops.
18. God seizes me by my collarand twists my clothes out of shape.
19. He throws me down in the mud;I am no better than dirt.