¹⁵ Terrors are turned on me. They chase my honor as the wind. My welfare has passed away as a cloud.

³ Therefore they will be like the morning cloud, And like the dew that passes away early, Like the chaff that is driven with the whirlwind out of the threshing floor, And like the smoke out of the chimney.

²² I have blotted out, as a thick cloud, your transgressions, and, as a cloud, your sins: return to me; for I have redeemed you.

⁴ For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, My spirit drinks up their poison. The terrors of God set themselves in array against me.

⁴ "Ephraim, what shall I do to you? Judah, what shall I do to you? For your love is like a morning cloud, And like the dew that disappears early.

¹⁵ I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up. While I suffer your terrors, I am distracted.

⁴ My heart is severely pained within me. The terrors of death have fallen on me.

⁵ Fearfulness and trembling have come on me. Horror has overwhelmed me.

²³ For calamity from God is a terror to me, By reason of his majesty I can do nothing.

¹⁶ If my head is held high, you hunt me like a lion. Again you show yourself powerful to me.

²⁷ If I say, 'I will forget my complaint, I will put off my sad face, and cheer up;'

²⁸ I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that you will not hold me innocent.

¹⁴ Then you scar me with dreams, And terrify me through visions:

⁹ As the cloud is consumed and vanishes away, So he who goes down to Sheol shall come up no more.

²⁵ For the thing which I fear comes on me, That which I am afraid of comes to me.