Come now, you wicked leaders and rulers of the world, weep and howl for your miseries that are coming upon you!

Your riches are corrupted, and your garments are moth-eaten.

Your gold and silver are corroded, and their corrosion will be a witness against you and will eat your flesh like fire. You have heaped up treasure in the last few days.

Indeed the wages of the labourers and innocent hands who mowed your fields, which you kept back by fraud, cry out; and the cries of the reapers have...