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.