Williams(i)
1 Come now, you rich people, weep aloud and howl over the miseries that are sure to overtake you.
2 Your wealth has rotted, your clothes are moth-eaten,
3 your gold and silver have rusted, and their rust will testify against you and devour your flesh like fire. You have stored up these things for the last days.
4 See, the wages that you have kept back from the laborers who reaped your fields are crying aloud, and the cries of the reapers have reached the ears of the Lord of hosts.
5 Here on earth you have lived in luxury and self-indulgence; you have fattened your hearts for the day of slaughter.
6 You have condemned and murdered the upright man; he offers no resistance.