The sojourner that is in the midst of thee shall mount up above thee higher and higher; and thou shalt come down lower and lower.
His children are far from safety, And they are crushed in the gate, Neither is there any to deliver them:
Whose harvest the hungry eateth up, And taketh it even out of the thorns; And the snare gapeth for their substance.
A gin shall take (him) by the heel, (And) a snare shall lay hold on him.