13. They have diverted my journeys; they have waited to ambush me, and they have prevailed, and there was no one who might bring help.
14. They have rushed upon me, as when a wall is broken or a gate opened, and they have been pulled down into my miseries.
15. I have been reduced to nothing. You have taken away my desire like a wind, and my health has passed by like a cloud.
16. But now my soul withers within myself, and the days of affliction take hold of me.
17. At night, my bone is pierced with sorrows, and those who feed on me, do not sleep.