Noyes(i)
1 Come now, ye rich men, weep and wail for your miseries that are coming upon you.
2 Your riches are corrupted, and your garments are become motheaten;
3 your gold and silver is rusted, and the rust of them will be a witness against you, and will eat your flesh as fire; ye have heaped up treasure in the last days!
4 Behold, the hire of the laborers who reaped your fields, which is fraudulently kept back by you, crieth out; and the cries of those who reaped have entered into the ears of the Lord of Hosts.
5 Ye have lived in luxury on the earth, and have been given to pleasure; ye have pampered your hearts in a day of slaughter.
6 Ye have condemned, ye have killed the just man; he doth not resist you.