Worsley(i)
1 Weep now, ye rich men, and howl for your miseries which are coming upon you.
2 Your riches are corrupted, and your garments are moth-eaten:
3 your gold and silver is cankered, and their rust shall be a witness against you, and shall eat your flesh like fire: ye have been treasuring them up for these last days.
4 Behold the hire of the laborers, that reaped your fields, of which they are defrauded by you, crieth out against you: and the complaints of the reapers are come into the ears of the Lord of hosts.
5 Ye have lived upon earth delicately and luxuriously; ye fattened your hearts as in a day of slaughter.
6 Ye have condemned, ye have murdered the just one, who resisted you not.