10 They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, And don`t hesitate to spit in my face.
11 For he has loosed his cord, and afflicted me; And they have thrown off restraint before me.
12 On my right hand rise the rabble. They thrust aside my feet, They cast up against me their ways of destruction.
13 They mar my path, They set forward my calamity, Without anyone`s help.
14 As through a wide breach they come, In the midst of the ruin they roll themselves in.
15 Terrors are turned on me. They chase my honor as the wind. My welfare has passed away as a cloud.
16 "Now my soul is poured out within me. Days of affliction have taken hold on me.
