ECB(i)
2 I am told a hard vision: the coverter coverts and the ravager ravages. Ascend, O Elam! Besiege, O Maday! I shabbathize all its sighing.
3 So my loins fill with pain: pangs hold me as pangs of a woman birthing: I twist at hearing; I terrify at seeing:
4 my heart staggers; trembling frightens me: he sets the evening breeze of my pleasure to tremble me.