18 (for from my infancy mercy grew with me, and it came out with me from my mother's womb;)
19 if I have looked down on him who was perishing because he had no clothing and the poor without any covering,
20 if his sides have not blessed me, and if he were not warmed with the fleece of my sheep;
21 if I have lifted up my hand over an orphan, even when it might seem to me that I the advantage over him at the gate;
22 then may my shoulder fall from its joint, and may my arm, with all its bones, be broken.
23 For I have always feared God, like waves flowing over me, whose weight I was unable to bear.
24 If I have considered gold to be my strength, or if I have called purified gold 'my Trust;'