22 then let my shoulder blade fall from my shoulder,and let my arm be broken from its socket.
23 For I was in terror of calamity from God,and I could not have faced his majesty.
24 “If I have made gold my trustor called fine gold my confidence,
25 if I have rejoiced because my wealth was abundantor because my hand had found much,
26 if I have looked at the sun when it shone,or the moon moving in splendor,
27 and my heart has been secretly enticed,and my mouth has kissed my hand,
28 this also would be an iniquity to be punished by the judges,for I would have been false to God above.