He walled up my ways with hewn stones, he made crooked my beaten paths.
Wherefore, O Jehovah, wilt thou cause us to wander from thy ways, wilt thou harden our heart from thy fear? turn back for sake of thy servants, the tribes of thine inheritance.
And his spirit as the torrent overflowing, shall divide even to the neck, to shake the nations in the sieve of ruin: and a curb upon the cheeks of the people, causing to err.
Therefore, behold me hedging in thy way with thorns, and I walled a wall and she shall not find her beaten paths.