8I would hurry to my shelter, far from this raging tempest.”
9O Lord, confuse and confound their speech, for I see violence and strife in the city.
10Day and night they encircle the walls, while malice and trouble lie within.
11Destruction is within; oppression and deceit never leave the streets.
12For it is not an enemy who insults me; that I could endure. It is not a foe who rises against me; from him I could hide.