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.
17 Indeed, for all of them morning is deep darkness;then they recognize the terrors of deep darkness.
18 He is swift on the surface of the water:their portion in the land is accursed,they do not turn aside by way of the vineyards.