12 This mob attacks me head-on;they send me running; they prepare their final assault.
13 They cut off my escape and try to destroy me;and there is no one to stop them.
14 They pour through the holes in my defencesand come crashing down on top of me;
15 I am overcome with terror;my dignity is gone like a puff of wind,and my prosperity like a cloud.
16 Now I am about to die;there is no relief for my suffering.
17 At night my bones all ache;the pain that gnaws me never stops.
18 God seizes me by my collarand twists my clothes out of shape.