Job 30:11 CPDV

⁹  Now I become their song, and I have been made into their proverb.

¹⁰  They loathe me, and so they flee far from me, and they are not reluctant to spit in my face.

¹¹  For he has opened his quiver and has afflicted me, and he has placed a bridle in my mouth.

¹²  Immediately, upon rising, my calamities rise up to the right. They have overturned my feet and have pressed me down along their way like waves.

¹³  They have diverted my journeys; they have waited to ambush me, and they have prevailed, and there was no one who might bring help.