They have broken up my path, they gain by my ruin; no one restrains them.
They come as through a wide breach; rushing on me under the ruins.
For they persecute him whom You have smitten, And talk about the pain of those You have wounded.
“My people! Youths exert pressure on them, and women rule over them. O My people! Your leaders lead you astray, and swallow the way of your paths.”
“And I am very wroth with the nations who are at ease, for when I was a little wroth, they furthered the evil!”