10 They go about naked, without clothing,and famished, they carry the sheaves.
11 Between the rows they press out the oil;they tread the wine presses, yet are thirsty.
12 In the city the dying groan,and the souls of the wounded cry out.Yet God does not treat it as a disgrace!
13 They are rebels against the light:they do not recognize its ways;they do not stay in its paths.
14 When there is no light the murderer rises,to kill the poor and needy;in the night he acts like a thief.
15 The eye of the adulterer watches for the twilight;he says, “No eye will see me.”He puts a mask over his face;
16 in the dark he breaks into houses;By day they shut themselves in;they do not know the light.