Terrors are turned upon me; my honor is pursued as by the wind, and my prosperity has passed away like a cloud.
Therefore they shall be like the morning mist or like the dew that goes away early, like chaff that swirls from the threshing floor or like smoke from a window.
I have swept away your transgressions like a cloud and your sins like mist; return to me, for I have redeemed you.
For the arrows of the Almighty are in me; my spirit drinks their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against me.
What shall I do with you, O Ephraim? What shall I do with you, O Judah? Your love is like a morning cloud, like the dew that goes away early.
Wretched and close to death from my youth up, I suffer your terrors; I am desperate.
For I was in terror of calamity from God, and I could not have faced his majesty.
Bold as a lion you hunt me; you repeat your exploits against me.
then you scare me with dreams and terrify me with visions,
As the cloud fades and vanishes, so those who go down to Sheol do not come up;
Truly the thing that I fear comes upon me, and what I dread befalls me.
As through a wide breach they come; amid the crash they roll on.
by the noise of the enemy, because of the clamor of the wicked. For they bring trouble upon me, and in anger they bear a grudge against me.
Your wrath has swept over me; your dread assaults destroy me.