6. To dwell on the slopes of the wadies,in caves of sand and stone;
7. Among the bushes they brayed;under the nettles they huddled together.
8. Irresponsible, of no account,they were driven out of the land.
9. Yet now they sing of me in mockery;I have become a byword among them.
10. They abhor me, they stand aloof,they do not hesitate to spit in my face!
11. Because he has loosened my bowstring and afflicted me,they have thrown off restraint in my presence.
12. On my right the young rabble rise up;they trip my feet,they build their approaches for my ruin.
13. They tear up my path,they promote my ruin,no helper is there against them.
14. As through a wide breach they advance;amid the uproar they come on in waves;