Behold, he will pull down and it shall not be built up: he will shut up against man and it shall not be opened.

But I will speak to the Almighty; I shall delight to plead before God.

O earth, thou wilt not cover my blood; and shall there not be place for my cry?

For he oppressed, forsaking the poor; he stripped the house and he will not build it up.

If thou wilt turn back even to the Almighty, thou shalt be built up, thou shalt remove iniquity far off from thy tent

He built his house as the moth, and as a booth he watching made.

My shoulder shall fall from its shoulder-blade, and mine, arm shall be broken from the bone.

Her young shall suck up the blood: and where the wounded, there is she.