11. because he has loosened his bowstring and humbled me, and they have thrown off restraint in my presence.
12. On the right hand the brood rises up; they put me to flight, and they build up their siege ramps against me.
13. They destroy my path; they promote my destruction; they have no helper.
14. As through a wide breach they come; amid a crash they rush on.
15. Terrors are turned upon me; my honor is pursued as by the wind, and my hope of deliverance passed by like a cloud.
16. “And now my life is poured out onto me; days of misery have taken hold of me.
17. At night I am in great pain; my pains do not take a rest.
18. He seizes my clothing with great power; he grasps me by my tunic’s collar.
19. He has cast me into the dirt, and I have become like dust and ashes.
20. I cry to you for help, but you do not answer me; I stand, and you merely look at me.
21. You have turned cruel to me; you persecute me with your hand’s might.