and why do those who know him never see his days?
they seize flocks and pasture them.
they take the widow’s ox for a pledge.
the poor of the earth all hide themselves.
the poora go out to their toil, seeking game;
the wasteland yields food for their children.
and they glean the vineyard of the wicked man.
and have no covering in the cold.
and cling to the rock for lack of shelter.
and they take a pledge against the poor.)
hungry, they carry the sheaves;
they tread the winepresses, but suffer thirst.
and the soul of the wounded cries for help;
yet God charges no one with wrong.
who are not acquainted with its ways,
and do not stay in its paths.
that he may kill the poor and needy,
and in the night he is like a thief.
saying, ‘No eye will see me’;
and he veils his face.
by day they shut themselves up;
they do not know the light.
for they are friends with the terrors of deep darkness.
their portion is cursed in the land;
no treader turns toward their vineyards.
so does Sheol those who have sinned.
the worm finds them sweet;
they are no longer remembered,
so wickedness is broken like a tree.’
and do no good to the widow.
they rise up when they despair of life.
and his eyes are upon their ways.
they are brought low and gathered up like all others;
they are cut off like the heads of grain.
and show that there is nothing in what I say?”