ASV(i)
9 And now I am become their song,
Yea, I am a byword unto them. 10 They abhor me, they stand aloof from me,
And spare not to spit in my face. 11 For he hath loosed his cord, and afflicted me;
And they have cast off the bridle before me. 12 Upon my right hand rise the rabble;
They thrust aside my feet,
And they cast up against me their ways of destruction. 13 They mar my path,
They set forward my calamity,
[Even] men that have no helper. 14 As through a wide breach they come:
In the midst of the ruin they roll themselves [upon me].
Yea, I am a byword unto them. 10 They abhor me, they stand aloof from me,
And spare not to spit in my face. 11 For he hath loosed his cord, and afflicted me;
And they have cast off the bridle before me. 12 Upon my right hand rise the rabble;
They thrust aside my feet,
And they cast up against me their ways of destruction. 13 They mar my path,
They set forward my calamity,
[Even] men that have no helper. 14 As through a wide breach they come:
In the midst of the ruin they roll themselves [upon me].