Their thread, shall not become a garment, Neither shall they cover themselves with their fabrics, - Their fabrics, are fabrics of iniquity, Yea the product of violence is in their hands;

But we have become as one unclean all of us, And, as a garment polluted, were all our righteous doings, - And so we faded like a leaf all of us, And, our iniquity, as a wind, carried us away;

Yea, doubtless! and I account all things to be, loss, because of the excellency of the knowledge of Christ Jesus my Lord, for the sake of whom, the loss, of all things, have I suffered, and do account them refuse, in order that, Christ, I may win,