^{1 Ref} Wherefore from the Mighty One Times have not been hidden, And those knowing Him have not seen His days.

^{2 Ref} The borders they reach, A drove they have taken violently away, Yea, they do evil.

^{3 Ref} The ass of the fatherless they lead away, They take in pledge the ox of the widow,

^{4 Ref} They turn aside the needy from the way, Together have hid the poor of the earth.

^{5 Ref} Lo, wild asses in a wilderness, They have gone out about their work, Seeking early for prey, A mixture for himself -- food for young ones.

^{6 Ref} In a field his provender they reap, And the vineyard of the wicked they glean.

^{7 Ref} The naked they cause to lodge Without clothing. And there is no covering in the cold.

^{8 Ref} From the inundation of hills they are wet, And without a refuge -- have embraced a rock.

^{9 Ref} They take violently away From the breast the orphan, And on the poor they lay a pledge.

^{10 Ref} Naked, they have gone without clothing, And hungry -- have taken away a sheaf.

^{11 Ref} Between their walls they make oil, Wine-presses they have trodden, and thirst.

^{12 Ref} Because of enmity men do groan, And the soul of pierced ones doth cry, And God doth not give praise.

^{13 Ref} They have been among rebellious ones of light, They have not discerned His ways, Nor abode in His paths.

^{14 Ref} At the light doth the murderer rise, He doth slay the poor and needy, And in the night he is as a thief.

^{15 Ref} And the eye of an adulterer Hath observed the twilight, Saying, `No eye doth behold me.' And he putteth the face in secret.

^{16 Ref} He hath dug in the darkness -- houses; By day they shut themselves up, They have not known light.

^{17 Ref} When together, morning `is' to them death shade, When he discerneth the terrors of death shade.

^{18 Ref} Light he `is' on the face of the waters, Vilified is their portion in the earth, He turneth not the way of vineyards.

^{19 Ref} Drought -- also heat -- consume snow-waters, Sheol `those who' have sinned.

^{20 Ref} Forget him doth the womb, Sweeten `on' him doth the worm, No more is he remembered, And broken as a tree is wickedness.

^{21 Ref} Treating evil the barren `who' beareth not, And `to' the widow he doth no good,

^{22 Ref} And hath drawn the mighty by his power, He riseth, and none believeth in life.

^{23 Ref} He giveth to him confidence, and he is supported, And his eyes `are' on their ways.

^{24 Ref} High they were `for' a little, and they are not, And they have been brought low. As all `others' they are shut up, And as the head of an ear of corn cut off.

^{25 Ref} And if not now, who doth prove me a liar, And doth make of nothing my word?