And you put my feet in the stocks and you watch all my movements; you put marks on the soles of my feet.
He puts my feet in shackles; he watches closely all my paths.’
My feet have followed his steps closely; I have kept to his way and have not turned aside.
If I have walked in falsehood, and if my foot has hastened to deceit –
On my right the young rabble rise up; they drive me from place to place, and build up siege ramps against me.