3 How long will ye imagine mischief against a man? ye shall be slain all of you: as a bowing wall shall ye be, and as a tottering fence.
3 So many enemies against one man- all of them trying to kill me. To them I'm just a broken-down wall or a tottering fence.
3 How long will you set upon a man to shatter him, all of you, like a leaning wall, a tottering fence?
