²⁸ The arrow cannot make him flee;
    for him, sling stones are turned to stubble.

¹⁰ At kings they scoff,
    and at rulers they laugh.
^(A)They laugh at every fortress,
    for ^(B)they pile up earth and take it.

⁷ He scorns the tumult of the city;
    he hears not the shouts of the driver.