11 God has made my body weak. It's like a tent that has fallen down. So those children do what they want to in front of me.
12 Many people attack me on my right side. They lay traps for my feet. They come at me from every direction.
13 They tear up the road I walk on. They succeed in destroying me. They do it without any help.
14 They attack me like troops smashing through a wall. Among the destroyed buildings they come rolling in.
15 Terrors sweep over me. My honor is driven away as if by the wind. My safety vanishes like a cloud.
16 "Now my life is slipping away. Days of suffering grab hold of me.
17 At night my bones hurt. My gnawing pains never stop.