Unto the border sent thee have all thine allies, Forgotten thee, prevailed over thee, have thy friends, Thy bread they make a snare under thee, There is no understanding in him!

and that because of the time when thou didst set thyself against him; even when the enemies carried away his host, and when the aliens came in at his ports, and cast lots upon Jerusalem, and thou thyself wast as one of them.

and thou shouldest not have stood on the crossway, to cut off those of his that did escape, nor have delivered up those remaining of him in the day of distress.