you'll still drop me into the Pit, and my own clothes will despise me.

‘You renew Your witnesses against me
And increase Your indignation and anger toward me;
Hardship after hardship is with me [attacking me time after time].

“He will drop off his unripe grape like the vine,
And will cast off his flower like the olive tree.

His powerful stride is shortened,
and his own schemes trip him up.

For he is thrust into a net by his own feet, and, upon a trap, he marcheth;

“A snare catches him by the heel,
And a trap snaps shut on him.

The snare is laid for him in the ground, and a trap for him in the way.

He bindeth the streams that they drip not, and what is hidden he bringeth forth to light.

And I broke [the] evil one's jaw bones, and I made [his] prey drop from his teeth.

After my word they change not, And on them doth my speech drop,

I choose their way, and sit head, And I dwell as a king in a troop, When mourners he doth comfort.

The rabble rise up at my right;
they trap my feet
and construct their siege ramp against me.

Which the clouds do drop and distil upon man abundantly.

Shall he be taken in front? will they pierce through his nose in the trap?