²¹ If I have waved at the fatherless my hand, When I see in `him' the gate of my court,

⁹ Widows thou hast sent away empty, And the arms of the fatherless are bruised.

¹² For I deliver the afflicted who is crying, And the fatherless who hath no helper.

²⁷ Anger on the fatherless ye cause to fall, And are strange to your friend.

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

¹⁰ Remove not a border of olden times, And into fields of the fatherless enter not,

¹¹ For their Redeemer `is' strong, He doth plead their cause with thee.

²⁸ They have been fat, they have shone, Yea, they have overpassed the acts of the evil, Judgment they have not judged, The judgment of the fatherless -- and they prosper, And the judgment of the needy they have not judged.

⁷ Father and mother made light of in thee, To a sojourner they dealt oppressively in thy midst, Fatherless and widow they oppressed in thee.

¹ Wo `to' those devising iniquity, And working evil on their beds, In the light of the morning they do it, For their hand is -- to God.

² And they have desired fields, And they have taken violently, And houses, and they have taken away, And have oppressed a man and his house, Even a man and his inheritance.

³ On the evil `are' both hands to do `it' well, The prince is asking -- also the judge -- for recompence, And the great -- he is speaking the mischief of his soul, And they wrap it up.