Israel, why then do you complain that the LORD doesn't know your troubles or care if you suffer injustice?

When God tears down, who can rebuild, and who can free those God imprisons?

God has blocked the way, and I can't get through; he has hidden my path in darkness.

You have not let my enemies capture me; you have given me freedom to go where I wish.

He has bound me in chains; I am a prisoner with no hope of escape.

I stagger as I walk; stone walls block me wherever I turn.

So I am going to fence her in with thorn bushes and build a wall to block her way.