¹² On my right^(A) the tribe^[a] attacks;
    they lay snares^(B) for my feet,^(C)
    they build their siege ramps against me.^(D)

¹² His troops advance in force;^(A)
    they build a siege ramp^(B) against me
    and encamp around my tent.^(C)

⁵ People will oppress each other—
    man against man, neighbor against neighbor.^(A)
The young will rise up against the old,
    the nobody against the honored.

⁴ Keep me safe,^(A) Lord, from the hands of the wicked;^(B)
    protect me from the violent,
    who devise ways to trip my feet.
⁵ The arrogant have hidden a snare^(C) for me;
    they have spread out the cords of their net^(D)
    and have set traps^(E) for me along my path.

¹⁸ Even the little boys^(A) scorn me;
    when I appear, they ridicule me.^(B)