With kings and counselors of the earth, who built desolate places for themselves;

If I speak of strength, lo, he is strong: and if of justice, who shall set me a time to plead?

If the scourge slays suddenly, he will laugh at the plight of the innocent.

Behold, he breaks down, and it cannot be built again: he shuts up a man, and there can be no opening.

O earth, cover not my blood, and let my cry have no place.

O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleads for his neighbor!

If indeed you will magnify yourselves against me, and plead against me my reproach:

Because he has oppressed and has forsaken the poor; because he has violently taken away a house which he built not;

If you return to the Almighty, you shall be built up, you shall put away iniquity far from your tents.

Will he plead against me with his great power? No; but he would put strength in me.

Then let my arm fall from my shoulder blade, and my arm be broken from its socket.

Her young ones also suck up blood: and where the slain are, there is she.