Translations
Terrors have overwhelmed me; my dignity is swept away like the wind, and my hope of rescue fades like a passing cloud.
Terrors have turned on me; my dignity is chased like the wind, and my deliverance has passed away like a cloud.
Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.
Terrors are turned loose against me; they drive away my dignity as by the wind, and my prosperity has passed like a cloud.