⁹ he has blocked my ways with hewn stones;
    he has made my paths crooked.

¹⁷ Why, O Lord, do you let us stray from your ways
    and let our heart harden, so that we do not fear you?
Turn back for the sake of your servants,
    the tribes that are your heritage.^(A)

⁶ Therefore I will hedge up her^[a] way with thorns,
    and I will build a wall against her
    so that she cannot find her paths.^(A)

¹¹ he led me off my way and tore me to pieces;
    he has made me desolate;

²⁸ his breath is like an overflowing stream
    that reaches up to the neck—
to sift the nations with the sieve of destruction
    and to place on the jaws of the peoples a bridle that leads them astray.^(A)