Translations
At my right hand the mob surges forward; they trip my feet and build their ramps of ruin against me.
On my right the rabble rise up; they thrust aside my feet and heap up their siege-roads against me.
Upon my right hand rise the youth; they push away my feet, and they raise up against me the ways of their destruction.
The rabble arises at my right; they lay snares for my feet and build siege ramps against me.