1 Wherefore from the Mighty One Times have not been hidden, And those knowing Him have not seen His days.
2 The borders they reach, A drove they have taken violently away, Yea, they do evil.
3 The ass of the fatherless they lead away, They take in pledge the ox of the widow,
4 They turn aside the needy from the way, Together have hid the poor of the earth.
5 Lo, wild asses in a wilderness, They have gone out about their work, Seeking early for prey, A mixture for himself--food for young ones.
6 In a field his provender they reap, And the vineyard of the wicked they glean.
7 The naked they cause to lodge Without clothing. And there is no covering in the cold.