1 “Why are times not stored up by the Almighty,
And why do those who know Him not see His days?
They seize and devour flocks.
They take the widow’s ox for a pledge.
The poor of the land are made to hide themselves altogether.
They go forth seeking food in their activity,
As bread for their children in the desert.
And glean the vineyard of the wicked.
And have no covering against the cold.
And hug the rock for want of a shelter.
And against the poor they take a pledge.
And they take away the sheaves from the hungry.
They tread wine presses but thirst.
And the souls of the wounded cry out;
Yet God does not pay attention to folly.
They do not want to know its ways
Nor abide in its paths.
He kills the poor and the needy,
And at night he is as a thief.
Saying, No eye will see me.’
And he disguises his face.
They shut themselves up by day;
They do not know the light.
For he is familiar with the terrors of thick darkness.
Their portion is cursed on the earth.
They do not turn toward the vineyards.
So does Sheol those who have sinned.
The worm feeds sweetly till he is no longer remembered.
And wickedness will be broken like a tree.
And does no good for the widow.
He rises, but no one has assurance of life.
And His eyes are on their ways.
Moreover, they are brought low and like everything gathered up;
Even like the heads of grain they are cut off.
And make my speech worthless?”