7. He walled me in so I couldn’t escape; he made my chains heavy.
8. Even though I call out and cry for help, he silences my prayer.
9. He walled in my paths with stonework; he made my routes crooked.
10. He is a bear lurking for me, a lion in hiding.
11. He took me from my path and tore me apart; he made me desolate.
12. He drew back his bow, made me a shooting target for arrows.
13. He shot the arrows of his quiver into my inside parts.
14. I have become a joke to all my people, the object of their song of ridicule all day long.
15. He saturated me with grief, made me choke on bitterness.