12. On my right the tribe attacks;they lay snares for my feet,they build their siege ramps against me.
13. They break up my road;they succeed in destroying me.“No one can help him,” they say.
14. They advance as through a gaping breach;amid the ruins they come rolling in.
15. Terrors overwhelm me;my dignity is driven away as by the wind,my safety vanishes like a cloud.
16. ‘And now my life ebbs away;days of suffering grip me.
17. Night pierces my bones;my gnawing pains never rest.
18. In his great power God becomes like clothing to me;he binds me like the neck of my garment.
19. He throws me into the mud,and I am reduced to dust and ashes.
20. ‘I cry out to you, God, but you do not answer;I stand up, but you merely look at me.