10. They abhor me, they flee far from me;they do not hesitate to spit in my face.
11. Because He has loosed my bowstring and afflicted me,they have cast off the bridle before me.
12. At my right hand their brood arises;they push away my feet,and they raise against me their ways of destruction.
13. They tear apart my path,they promote my calamity;they have no helper.
14. They came upon me as a wide breach, with a crash they came;in the desolation they rolled themselves upon me.
15. Terrors are turned on me;they pursue my dignity like the wind,and my help passes away as a cloud.
16. “Now my soul is poured out within me;the days of affliction have taken hold of me.
17. My bones are pierced in me at night,and my sinews have no rest.
18. By the great force of my disease my garment is changed;it binds me about as the collar of my coat.
19. He has cast me into the mire,and I have become like dust and ashes.
20. “I cry unto You, but You do not hear me;I stand up, and You do not regard me.
21. You have become cruel to me;with Your strong hand You oppose me.
22. You lift me up to the wind and cause me to ride on it;You dissolve my success.
23. For I know that You will bring me to death,and to the house appointed for all living.
24. “Surely He will not stretch out His hand to the grave,though they cry when He destroys it.