⁹ He has walled up my ways with hewn stone; he has made my paths crooked.

¹⁷ O Yahweh, why do you make us to err from your ways, and harden our heart from your fear? Return for your servants' sake, the tribes of your inheritance.

²⁸ and his breath is as an overflowing stream, that reaches even to the neck, to sift the nations with the sieve of destruction: and a bridle that causes to err [shall be] in the jaws of the peoples.

¹¹ He has turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces; he has made me desolate.

⁶ Therefore, behold, I will hedge up your way with thorns, And I will build a wall against her, That she can't find her way.