¹² His troops come together
And build up their road against me;
They encamp all around my tent.

¹² At my right hand the rabble arises;
They push away my feet,
And ^(A)they raise against me their ways of destruction.

^23 (A)But I will put it into the hand of those who afflict you,
Who have said to ^[a]you,
‘Lie down, that we may walk over you.’
And you have laid your body like the ground,
And as the street, for those who walk over.”

⁵ “Woe to Assyria, ^(A)the rod of My anger
And the staff in whose hand is My indignation.
⁶ I will send him against ^(B)an ungodly nation,
And against the people of My wrath
I will ^(C)give him charge,
To seize the spoil, to take the prey,
And to tread them down like the mire of the streets.

¹³ His archers surround me.
He pierces my ^[a]heart and does not pity;
He pours out my gall on the ground.