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12 
“On my right the [rabble] brood rises;
They push my feet away, and they build up their ways of destruction against me [like an advancing army].
13 
“They break up and clutter my path [upsetting my plans],
They profit from my destruction;
No one restrains them.
14 
“As through a wide breach they come,
Amid the crash [of falling walls] they roll on [over me].

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