Let us break their bonds asunder, And cast away their cords from us.

Thou shalt break them with a rod of iron; Thou shalt dash them in pieces like a potter's vessel.

Break thou the arm of the wicked; And as for the evil man, seek out his wickedness till thou find none.

Have all the workers of iniquity no knowledge, Who eat up my people as they eat bread, And call not upon Jehovah?

Because they regard not the works of Jehovah, Nor the operation of his hands, He will break them down and not build them up.

I have been young, and now am old; Yet have I not seen the righteous forsaken, Nor his seed begging bread.

Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, Who did eat of my bread, Hath lifted up his heel against me.

Have the workers of iniquity no knowledge, Who eat up my people as they eat bread, And call not upon God?

Break their teeth, O God, in their mouth: Break out the great teeth of the young lions, O Jehovah.

He will judge the poor of the people, He will save the children of the needy, And will break in pieces the oppressor.

And now all the carved work thereof They break down with hatchet and hammers.

Behold, he smote the rock, so that waters gushed out, And streams overflowed; Can he give bread also? Will he provide flesh for his people?

Man did eat the bread of the mighty: He sent them food to the full.

Thou hast fed them with the bread of tears, And given them tears to drink in large measure.

If they break my statutes, And keep not my commandments;

My covenant will I not break, Nor alter the thing that is gone out of my lips.

They break in pieces thy people, O Jehovah, And afflict thy heritage.

Make a joyful noise unto Jehovah, all the earth: Break forth and sing for joy, yea, sing praises.

My heart is smitten like grass, and withered; For I forget to eat my bread.

For I have eaten ashes like bread, And mingled my drink with weeping,

And wine that maketh glad the heart of man, And oil to make his face to shine, And bread that strengtheneth man's heart.

And he called for a famine upon the land; He brake the whole staff of bread.

They asked, and he brought quails, And satisfied them with the bread of heaven.

Let his children be vagabonds, and beg; And let them seek their bread out of their desolate places.

It is vain for you to rise up early, To take rest late, To eat the bread of toil; For'so he giveth unto his beloved sleep.

I will abundantly bless her provision: I will satisfy her poor with bread.