⁹ He has put up a wall of cut stones about my ways, he has made my roads twisted.

⁸ They took away from him help and right, and who gave a thought to his fate? for he was cut off from the land of the living: he came to his death for the sin of my people.

⁷ Behold, their valiant ones cry outside; the ambassadors of peace weep bitterly.

⁸ The highways are desolate. The traveling man ceases. The covenant is broken. He has despised the cities. He doesn't respect man.