¹⁵ If I cause evil beasts to pass through the land, and they bereave it, and it become a desolation, so that no one passeth through because of the beasts;

⁸ Servants rule over us: There is none to deliver us out of their hand.

⁹ We get our bread at the peril of our lives, Because of the sword of the wilderness.

¹⁰ Our skin is black like an oven, Because of the burning heat of famine.