Therefore snares are round about thee, And sudden fear troubleth thee,
Withdraw thy hand far from me; And let not thy terror make me afraid.
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, The poison whereof my spirit drinketh up: The terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.
When they are saying, Peace and safety, then sudden destruction cometh upon them, as travail upon a woman with child; and they shall in no wise escape.
When your fear cometh as a storm, And your calamity cometh on as a whirlwind; When distress and anguish come upon you.
Upon the wicked he will rain snares; Fire and brimstone and burning wind shall be the portion of their cup.
Know now that God hath subverted me in my cause, And hath compassed me with his net.
Whose harvest the hungry eateth up, And taketh it even out of the thorns; And the snare gapeth for their substance.
A sound of terrors is in his ears; In prosperity the destroyer shall come upon him.
But thou art full of the judgment of the wicked: Judgment and justice take hold on thee.
Terrors shall make him afraid on every side, And shall chase him at his heels.