The earth and all that is upon the earth was not yet made, no not the ground itself.

Whoso is tilling the ground is satisfied with bread, And whoso is pursuing vanities is lacking heart,

Much food, is in the fallow ground of the poor, but there is that is swept away, for want of justice.

Thistles had come up everywhere,
weeds covered the ground,
and the stone wall was ruined.

Though you grind a fool
in a mortar with a pestle along with grain,
you will not separate his foolishness from him.

Whoso is tilling his ground is satisfied with bread, And whoso is pursuing vanity, Is filled with poverty.

Remove from me vanity and lies; give me neither poverty nor riches, only grant me a necessary living.