⁸ You don't know how
to live in peace
    or to be fair with others.
The roads you make are crooked;
your followers cannot find peace.

⁹ No one has come to defend us
    or to bring about justice.
We hoped for a day of sunshine,
but all we found
    was a dark, gloomy night.
¹⁰ We feel our way along,
    as if we were blind;
we stumble at noon,
    as if it were night.
We can see no better
    than someone dead.^[a]