On my right a brood rises; they push away my feet and raise up against me the ways of their ruin.
His troops come together and raise up their way against me, and camp around my tent.
And the people shall be crushed, every man by another, and every man by his neighbor; the boy shall act proudly against the old man, and the low against the honorable.
Even young children despise me; I arise, and they speak against me.
They have gaped on me with their mouth; and have scornfully beaten me on the cheek; they gather themselves against me.