10. Hidden in the earth is his cord, And his trap on the path.
11. Round about terrified him have terrors, And they have scattered him--at his feet.
12. Hungry is his sorrow, And calamity is ready at his side.
13. It consumeth the parts of his skin, Consume his parts doth death's first-born.
14. Drawn from his tent is his confidence, And it causeth him to step to the king of terrors.
15. It dwelleth in his tent--out of his provender, Scattered over his habitation is sulphur.