He will break me, breaking upon the face of breaking; he will run upon me as the strong one.
They shall run as strong men; as men of war they shall come up upon the wall; and they shall go each in his ways; they shall not change their paths.
Deep calling to deep at the voice of thy cataracts: all thy breakers and thy waves passed over me.
Who will assail me with tempest, and he multiplied my wounds without cause.
And he will strike them leg upon thigh, a great smiting. And he will go down and dwell in the cleft of the rock Etam.
Thou wilt turn to be cruel to me: with the strength of thy hand thou wilt lie in wait for me.