“I will not abandon ¹  you as orphans, ²  I will come to you. ³ 

gentleness, and ¹  self-control. Against such things there is no law.

I am oppressed and have been on the verge of death since my youth. ¹  I have been subjected to your horrors and am numb with pain. ² 

Your children faint; they lie at the head of every street like an antelope in a snare. They are left in a stupor by the Lord’s anger, by the battle cry of your God. ¹ 

Your warriors will be like women in your midst; the gates of your land will be wide open ¹  to your enemies; fire will consume ²  the bars of your gates. ³ 

if ¹  we are being examined ²  today for a good deed ³  done to a sick man – by what means this man was healed ⁴  –

Do you wish to torment ¹  a windblown ²  leaf and chase after dry chaff? ³ 

“For you took pledges ¹  from your brothers for no reason, and you stripped the clothing from the naked. ² 

They turn the needy from the pathway, and the poor of the land hide themselves together. ¹ 

“How you have helped ¹  the powerless! ²  How you have saved the person who has no strength! ³ 

They destroy ¹  my path; they succeed in destroying me ²  without anyone assisting ³  them.

For the one who takes revenge against murderers took notice of the oppressed; ¹  he did not overlook ²  their cry for help ³ 

The bravehearted ¹  were plundered; ²  they “fell asleep.” ³  All the warriors were helpless. ⁴ 

May they be humiliated and continually terrified! ¹  May they die in shame! ² 

They treat me like ¹  those who descend into the grave. ²  I am like a helpless man, ³ 

The Lord deserves praise, ¹  for ²  he did not hand us over as prey to their teeth.

and your poverty will come like a robber, ¹  and your need like an armed man. ² 

Do not exploit ¹  a poor person because he is poor and do not crush the needy in court, ² 

Like ¹  a roaring lion or a roving bear, ²  so is a wicked ruler over a poor people. ³ 

At the fords of the Arnon ¹  the Moabite women are like a bird that flies about when forced from its nest. ²