Living_Oracles(i)
1 Come, now, you rich men, weep, howl, on account of your miseries, which are coming upon you.
2 Your riches are putrefied, and your garments are motheaten.
3 Your gold and silver are eaten with rust, and the rust of them will be a witness against you, and will eat your flesh as fire. You have heaped up treasure in the last days.
4 Hark! the hire of the laborers who have reaped your field, which is fraudulently kept back by you, cries; and the cries of the reapers have entered into the ears of the Lord of hosts.
5 You have lived luxuriously on the earth, and been wanton; you have nourished your hearts as in a day of festivity.
6 You have condemned-you have killed the Just One-he did not resist you.