Murdock(i)
1 O ye rich ones, wail and weep, on account of the miseries that are coming upon you.
2 For your wealth is spoiled and putrid; and your garments are moth-eaten:
3 and your gold and your silver have contracted rust; and the rust of them will be testimony against you; and it will eat your flesh. Ye have heaped up a fire to you against the latter days.
4 Behold, the wages of the laborers who have reaped your ground, which ye have wrongfully retained, crieth out; and the clamor of the reapers hath entered the ears of the Lord of Sabaoth.
5 For ye have lived in pleasure on the earth, and revelled, and feasted your bodies as in a day of slaughter.
6 Ye have condemned and slain the just, and none resisted you.