with kings and counselors of the earth who built for themselves places now desolate,

Although I am innocent, I could not answer him; I could only plead with my judge for mercy.

"O earth, do not cover my blood, nor let there be a secret place for my cry.

If indeed you would exalt yourselves above me and plead my disgrace against me,

For he has oppressed the poor and abandoned them; he has seized a house which he did not build.

If you return to the Almighty, you will be built up; if you remove wicked behavior far from your tent,

On my right the young rabble rise up; they drive me from place to place, and build up siege ramps against me.

And its young ones devour the blood, and where the dead carcasses are, there it is."