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.
14 They have rushed upon me, as when a wall is broken or a gate opened, and they have been pulled down into my miseries.
15 I have been reduced to nothing. You have taken away my desire like a wind, and my health has passed by like a cloud.
16 But now my soul withers within myself, and the days of affliction take hold of me.
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