8. They were sons of fools and men without names; they were lower than the earth.
9. And now I am their song, and I am their byword.
10. They abhor me, they distance themselves from me, and do not spare to spit in my face.
11. Because God has loosed my cord and afflicted me, they have also gone out of control before my face.
12. Upon my right hand rise the youth; they push away my feet, and they raise up against me the ways of their destruction.
13. They cast down my path, they took advantage of my calamity, against them there was no helper.
14. They came in as through a wide breach; they were stirred up because of my calamity.
15. They have loosed terrors upon me; they fought my will as the wind and my saving health as a cloud that passes.
16. And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
17. My bones pierce me in the night, and my sinews take no rest.
18. By the great force of my disease my garment is changed; it binds me about as the collar of my coat.
19. He has cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes.