They come as through a wide breach; rushing on me under the ruins.
who were cut down before their time, whose foundations were swept away by a flood?
They have broken up my path, they gain by my ruin; no one restrains them.
Destructions are turned upon me; they pursue my life as the wind, and my welfare has passed like a cloud.
The cords of death surrounded me, And the floods of Beliya‛al made me afraid.