ECB(i)
8 for I word enough; I call out; I cry violence and ravage; because of the word of Yah Veh is a reproach to me; and a ridicule, daily.
9 Then I say, I neither mention him, nor word any more in his name: and it is in my heart as a burning fire restrained in my bones: and I am weary with containing and I am not able:
10 for I hear the slandering of many: terror is all around. Tell, and we tell! - all my men of shalom guard at my limping side, Perhaps he is deluded; and we prevail against him; and we take our avengement on him.
11 And Yah Veh is with me as a mighty tyrant: so my pursuers falter and they prevail not: they shame mightily; for they comprehend not: their eternal confusion is not forgotten.