¹² On the right hand their ^[a]mob arises;
They ^(A)push aside my feet ^(B)and pile up their ways of destruction against me.
¹³ They ^(C)break up my path,
They promote my destruction;
No one restrains them.
¹⁴ As through a wide gap they come,
^[b]Amid the storm they roll on.
^15 (D)Sudden terrors are turned upon me;
They chase away my dignity like the wind,
And my ^[c]prosperity has passed away ^(E)like a cloud.