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;'
25 if I have rejoiced over my great success, and over the many things my hand has obtained;
26 if I gazed upon the sun when it shined and the moon advancing brightly,
27 so that my heart rejoiced in secret and I kissed my hand with my mouth,