1Why are not times treasured up with the Almighty? why do not they that know him see his days?
2They remove the landmarks; they violently take away the flocks and pasture them;
3They drive away the ass of the fatherless, they take the widow's ox for a pledge;
4They turn the needy out of the way: the afflicted of the land all hide themselves.
5Lo, as wild asses in the desert, they go forth to their work, seeking early for the prey: the wilderness yieldeth them food for their children.
6They reap in the field the fodder thereof, and they gather the vintage of the wicked;
7They pass the night naked without clothing, and have no covering in the cold;
8They are wet with the showers of the mountains, and for want of a shelter embrace the rock ...
9They pluck the fatherless from the breast, and take a pledge of the poor:
10These go naked without clothing, and, hungry, they bear the sheaf;
11They press out oil within their walls, they tread their winepresses, and suffer thirst.
12Men groan from out of the city, and the soul of the wounded crieth out; and +God imputeth not the impiety.
13There are those that rebel against the light; they know not the ways thereof, nor abide in the paths thereof.
14The murderer riseth with the light, killeth the afflicted and needy, and in the night is as a thief.
15And the eye of the adulterer waiteth for the twilight, saying, No eye shall see me; and he putteth a covering on his face.
16In the dark they dig through houses; by day they shut themselves in; they know not the light:
17For the morning is to them all as the shadow of death; for they are familiar with the terrors of the shadow of death.
18He is swift on the face of the waters; their portion is cursed on the earth: he turneth not unto the way of the vineyards.
19Drought and heat consume snow waters; so doth Sheol those that have sinned.
20The womb forgetteth him; the worm feedeth sweetly on him: he shall be no more remembered; and unrighteousness is broken as a tree, —
21He that despoileth the barren that beareth not, and doeth not good to the widow:
22He draweth also the mighty with his power; he riseth up, and no man is sure of life.
23God setteth him in safety, and he resteth thereon; but his eyes are upon their ways.
24They are exalted for a little, and are no more; they are laid low; like all other are they gathered, and are cut off as the tops of the ears of corn.
25If it be not so now, who will make me a liar, and make my speech nothing worth?