9 Orphans are snatched from the breast,infants of the needy are taken in pledge.
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;