6 So that they dwell in dreadful valleys, In holes of the earth and of the rocks.
7 "Among the bushes they cry out; Under the nettles they are gathered together.
8 "Fools, even those without a name, They were scourged from the land.
9 "And now I have become their taunt, I have even become a byword to them.
10 "They abhor me and stand aloof from me, And they do not refrain from spitting at my face.
11 "Because He has loosed His bowstring and afflicted me, They have cast off the bridle before me.
12 "On the right hand their brood arises; They thrust aside my feet and build up against me their ways of destruction.