Riverside(i)
1 COME, now, you rich men, wail and lament over the miseries that are coming upon you.
2 Your riches have rotted and your garments have become moth-eaten,
3 your gold and silver are rusted over and the rust on them will be an evidence against you and will eat your flesh like fire.
4 You have laid up treasures in the last days. See, the wages of the laborers who reaped your fields, fraudulently kept back by you, call aloud, and the cries of the harvesters have come into the ears of the Lord of armies.
5 You have lived luxuriously in the land and have given yourselves up to pleasure. You have fattened your hearts in a day of slaughter.
6 You have condemned, you have murdered, the righteous; he does not resist you.