15 Terrors are turned loose on me; they drive away my honor like the wind, and as a cloud my deliverance has passed away.
15 Terrors are turned against me; they pursue mine honour as the wind; and my welfare is passed away like a cloud.
15 Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soulK3292as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.
my soul: Heb. my principal one.
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