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].