JuliaSmith(i)
1 Come on now, ye rich, weep, uttering loud cries of grief for the misfortunes coming upon you.
2 Your riches have become corrupted, and your garments have been moth eaten;
3 Your gold and silver is become rusty; and their rust shall be for a witness to you, and shall eat your flesh as fire. Ye have gathered up treasures in the last days.