18 Though like a father he has reared me from my youth,guiding me even from my mother’s womb—
19 If I have seen a wanderer without clothing,or a poor man without covering,
20 Whose limbs have not blessed mewhen warmed with the fleece of my sheep;
21 If I have raised my hand against the innocentbecause I saw that I had supporters at the gate—
22 Then may my arm fall from the shoulder,my forearm be broken at the elbow!
23 For I dread calamity from God,and his majesty will overpower me.
24 Had I put my trust in goldor called fine gold my security;