CLV(i)
9 His anger has found a prey and assailed me; He gnashes at me with His teeth. My foe hones his eyes against me.
10 Men gape at me with their mouth; In reproach they smite my cheeks; They mass themselves together against me.
11 El surrenders me over to an iniquitous man, And He precipitates me into the hands of the wicked.
12 I was at ease, and He quashed me; He held me by the nape of my neck, And He shattered me; He set me up as His target.
13 His multitudes surround me; He splits open my innermost being and does not spare; He pours out my bile on the earth.
14 He breaches upon me, breach adjoining breach; He runs upon me like a master of war.