Terrors are turned on me; they chase away my honor like the wind, and like a cloud my deliverance vanishes.
If my head is held high, You hunt me like a lion, and again work wonders against me.
For the thing I dreaded has come upon me, and what I feared has happened to me.
As through a wide breach they come; amid the ruins they come rolling in.
For calamity from God was a terror to me, and because of His majesty, I could do nothing.
For the arrows of Shaddai are in me, my spirit drinks in their poison; God’s terrors line up against me.
then You frighten me with dreams, and terrify me with visions,
As a cloud vanishes and is gone, so one descending into Sheol does not come up;
Listen to me and answer me. I am restless in my complaint and moan—
Adonai, why do You spurn me? Why do You hide Your face from me?
From my youth I have been afflicted and close to death. I suffer Your terrors—I am desperate!
I have blotted out your transgressions like a thick cloud and your sins like a mist. Return to Me, for I have redeemed you.”
Therefore they will be like morning clouds, like dew passing away early, like chaff blown from the threshing-floor, or like smoke from a chimney.
“O Ephraim, what shall I do for you? O Judah, what will I do for you? For your loyalty is like a morning cloud or like dew rising early, vanishing.