They will be wet from the pouring rains of the mountains, and they embraced the rock from no shelter.
They will cause the naked to lodge without clothing, and no covering in the cold.
They will strip the orphan from the breast, and take a pledge for the poor.
I slept and my heart waked: the voice of my beloved knocks at the door; Open to me, my sister, my friend, my dove, my perfect one: my head was filled with dew, my locks with the drops of the night
They eating for dainties were desolate in the streets: they trusting upon scarlet embraced dung hills.
(Of whom the world was not worthy:) wandering about in solitary places, and mountains, and caves, and holes of the earth.