18:030:007 Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they were gathered together.
18:030:008 They were children of fools, yea, children of base men: they were viler than the earth.
18:030:009 And now am I their song, yea, I am their byword.
18:030:010 They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face.
18:030:011 Because he hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they have also let loose the bridle before me.
18:030:012 Upon my right hand rise the youth; they push away my feet, and they raise up against me the ways of their destruction.
18:030:013 They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper.
18:030:014 They came upon me as a wide breaking in of waters: in the desolation they rolled themselves upon me.
18:030:015 Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.
18:030:016 And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.