May it not befall you, all who pass along the road! Look and see: Is there any grief like my grief dealt out to me, by which the LORD afflicted me in the time of his fierce wrath?

When any of the prisoners of the earth are crushed underfoot,

Why should anyone living complain, any mortal, about being punished for sin?

The nursing child's tongue cleaves to its palate from thirst. Young children beg for bread, but no one gives them any.