¹² These outcasts oppose me to my face.
    They send me sprawling
    and lay traps in my path.

¹² His troops advance.
    They build up roads to attack me.
    They camp all around my tent.

⁵ People will oppress each other—
    man against man,
    neighbor against neighbor.
Young people will insult their elders,
    and vulgar people will sneer at the honorable.

⁴ O Lord, keep me out of the hands of the wicked.
    Protect me from those who are violent,
    for they are plotting against me.
⁵ The proud have set a trap to catch me;
    they have stretched out a net;
    they have placed traps all along the way. Interlude

¹⁸ Even young children despise me.
    When I stand to speak, they turn their backs on me.