11. Now that God has unstrung my bow and afflicted me,they throw off restraint in my presence.
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.