From out of the populous city men groan, And the soul of the wounded crieth out: Yet God regardeth not the folly.

From the town come sounds of pain from those who are near death, and the soul of the wounded is crying out for help; but God does not take note of their prayer.

Ανθρωποι στεναζουσιν εκ της πολεως, και η ψυχη των πεπληγωμενων βοα· αλλ' ο Θεος δεν επιθετει εις αυτους αφροσυνην.

Men groan from out of the city, and the soul of the wounded crieth out: yet God layeth not folly to them.