He has blockedmy wayswith hewnstone;He has mademy pathscrooked.
"He has walledup my wayso that I cannotpass,And He has putdarknesson my paths.
His breathis like an overflowingtorrent,Which reachesto the neck,To shakethe nationsbackand forthin a sieve,And to [put] in the jawsof the peoplesthe bridlewhich leadsto ruin.
Why,O LORD,do You cause us to strayfrom Your waysAnd hardenour heartfrom fearingYou? Returnfor the sakeof Your servants,the tribesof Your heritage.
He is to me like a bearlyingin wait,[Like] a lionin secretplaces.
He has turnedasidemy waysand tornme to pieces;He has mademe desolate.
"Therefore,behold,I will hedgeup her waywith thorns,And I will builda wallagainst her so that she cannotfindher paths.
