⁷ But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.

³ Should thy lies make men hold their peace? and when thou mockest, shall no man make thee ashamed?

¹² His troops come together, and raise up their way against me, and encamp round about my tabernacle.

¹² Upon my right hand rise the youth; they push away my feet, and they raise up against me the ways of their destruction.

³ Though an host should encamp against me, my heart shall not fear: though war should rise against me, in this will I be confident.

¹⁵ But in mine adversity they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together: yea, the abjects gathered themselves together against me, and I knew it not; they did tear me, and ceased not:

⁵⁷ Then they cried out with a loud voice, and stopped their ears, and ran upon him with one accord,