Diaglott(i)
1 Come now the rich ones, weep you crying aloud over the miseries of you those coming.
2 The wealth of you has decayed, and the garments of you moth-eaten have become;
3 the gold of you and the silver have become rusty, and the rust of them for a witness to you will be, and will eat the bodies of you as fire; you laid up treasure in last days.
4 Lo, the reward of the laborers of those having reaped the fields of you, that having been withheld by you, cries out; and the loud cries of the reapers into the ears of Lord of armies have entered.
5 You lived luxuriously on the earth, and were wanton; you nourished the hearts of you as in a day of slaughter.
6 You condemned, you murdered the just ones; not he opposes you.