11. "All around terrors frighten him, And harry him at every step.
12. "His strength is famished, And calamity is ready at his side.
13. "His skin is devoured by disease, The firstborn of death devours his limbs.
14. "He is torn from the security of his tent, And they march him before the king of terrors.
15. "There dwells in his tent nothing of his; Brimstone is scattered on his habitation.
16. "His roots are dried below, And his branch is cut off above.
17. "Memory of him perishes from the earth, And he has no name abroad.