9. “But now I am their mocking song, and I have become a byword for them.
10. They abhor me; they keep aloof from me, and they do not withhold spit from my face
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.