9. He hath hedged my ways with hewn work, My paths He hath made crooked.
10. A bear lying in wait He [is] to me, A lion in secret hiding-places.
11. My ways He is turning aside, and He pulleth me in pieces, He hath made me a desolation.
12. He hath trodden His bow, And setteth me up as a mark for an arrow.
13. He hath caused to enter into my reins The sons of His quiver.
14. I have been a derision to all my people, Their song all the day.
15. He hath filled me with bitter things, He hath filled me [with] wormwood.
16. And He breaketh with gravel my teeth, He hath covered me with ashes.
17. And Thou castest off from peace my soul, I have forgotten prosperity.