⁶ The wild donkeys stand on the bare hills
    panting like thirsty jackals.
They strain their eyes looking for grass,
    but there is none to be found.”

⁵ “Who gives the wild donkey its freedom?
    Who untied its ropes?
⁶ I have placed it in the wilderness;
    its home is the wasteland.

¹⁸ How the animals moan with hunger!
    The herds of cattle wander about confused,
because they have no pasture.
    The flocks of sheep and goats bleat in misery.

¹⁷ Our hearts are sick and weary,
    and our eyes grow dim with tears.

¹⁷ We looked in vain for our allies
    to come and save us,
but we were looking to nations
    that could not help us.