12. Like a shepherd’s tent my househas been pulled down and taken from me.Like a weaver I have rolled up my life,and he has cut me off from the loom;day and night you made an end of me.
13. I waited patiently till dawn,but like a lion he broke all my bones;day and night you made an end of me.
14. I cried like a swift or thrush,I moaned like a mourning dove.My eyes grew weak as I looked to the heavens.I am being threatened; Lord, come to my aid!’
15. But what can I say?He has spoken to me, and he himself has done this.I will walk humbly all my yearsbecause of this anguish of my soul.