Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud. Terrors are turned upon me - Defence is no longer useful; they have beat down my walls.
They pursue my soul as the wind - I seek safety in flight, my strong holds being no longer tenable; but they pursue me so swiftly, that it is impossible for me to escape. They follow me like a whirlwind; and as fast as that drives away the clouds before it, so is my prosperity destroyed. The word נדבתי nedibathi, which we translate my soul, signifies properly my nobility, my excellence: they endeavor to destroy both my reputation and my property.