7. They pleased themselves among these kind of things, and counted it delightful to be under the briers.
8. The children of foolish and base men, and not appearing at all upon the earth.
9. Now I am turned into their song, and am become their byword.
10. They abhor me, and flee far from me, and are not afraid to spit in my face.
11. For he hath opened his quiver, and hath afflicted me, and hath put a bridle into my mouth.
12. At the right hand of my rising, my calamities forthwith arose: they have overthrown my feet, and have overwhelmed me with their paths as with waves.
13. They have destroyed my ways, they have lain in wait against me, and they have prevailed, and there was none to help.