The fatherless child is snatched from the breast, the infant of the poor is taken as a pledge.

But if they are bound in chains, and held captive by the cords of affliction,

He delivers the afflicted by their afflictions, he reveals himself to them by their suffering.

for I rescued the poor who cried out for help, and the orphan who had no one to assist him;

“And now my soul pours itself out within me; days of suffering take hold of me.

My heart is in turmoil unceasingly; the days of my affliction confront me.

Before daybreak the murderer rises up; he kills the poor and the needy; in the night he is like a thief.