12. His strength is starved,And destruction is ready at his side.
13. It devours patches of his skin;The firstborn of death devours his limbs.
14. He is uprooted from the shelter of his tent,And they parade him before the king of terrors.
15. They dwell in his tent who are none of his;Brimstone is scattered on his dwelling.
16. His roots are dried out below,And his branch withers above.