"He scornsthe tumultof the city,The shoutingsof the driverhe does not hear.
"The prisonersare at easetogether;They do not hearthe voiceof the taskmaster.
"Can you bindthe wildoxin a furrowwith ropes,Orwill he harrowthe valleysafteryou?
"Whenshe liftsherself on high,She laughsat the horseand his rider.
To whomI gavethe wildernessfor a homeAnd the saltlandfor his dwellingplace?
"He exploresthe mountainsfor his pastureAnd searchesaftereverygreenthing.
"So gonow[and] work;for you will be givennostraw,yet you must deliverthe quotaof bricks."
For thussaysthe LORDto me, "As the lionor the youngliongrowlsoverhis prey,Againstwhicha bandof shepherdsis calledout, [And] he will not be terrifiedat their voicenordisturbedat their noise,Sowill the LORDof hostscomedownto wagewaron MountZionand on its hill."
Whyhave we fastedand You do not see?[Why] have we humbledourselvesand You do not notice?'Behold,on the dayof your fastyou find[your] desire,And drivehardallyour workers.
