"As [through] a widebreachthey come,Amidthe tempestthey rollon.
Whowere snatchedawaybefore their time,Whose foundationswere washedawayby a river?
"They breakup my path,They profitfrom my destruction;Noone restrainsthem.
"Terrorsare turnedagainstme; They pursuemy honoras the wind,And my prosperityhas passedawaylike a cloud.
The cordsof deathencompassedme, And the torrentsof ungodlinessterrifiedme.
