10 A rope is hidden for him on the ground, and a trap for him lies on the path.
11 On every side terrors frighten him and harass his every step.
12 Calamity is hungry for him; disaster is ready for his fall.
13 It eats away pieces of his skin; death’s firstborn devours his limbs.
14 He is torn from the security of his tent, and marched off to the king of terrors.
15 Nothing of his dwells in his tent; brimstone is scattered over his dwelling.
16 Below his roots dry up, and above his branches wither.