Distress and hardship confront me, yet I find delight in your commands.

The night watchmen found me – the ones who guard the city walls. “Have you seen my beloved?”

The ropes of death tightened around me, the snares of Sheol confronted me. I was confronted with trouble and sorrow.

At that time my anger will erupt against them and I will abandon them and hide my face from them until they are devoured. Many disasters and distresses will overcome them so that they will say at that time, ‘Have not these disasters overcome us because our God is not among us?’