8 Servants rule over us,with no one to tear us from their hands.
9 We risk our lives just to get bread,exposed to the desert heat;
10 Our skin heats up like an oven,from the searing blasts of famine.
11 Women are raped in Zion,young women in the cities of Judah;
12 Princes have been hanged by them,elders shown no respect.
13 Young men carry millstones,boys stagger under loads of wood;
14 The elders have abandoned the gate,the young men their music.