The oppressor of the poor, hath reproached his Maker, but he that sheweth favour to the needy, is one who, holdeth Him in honour.

He that mocketh the poor, hath reproached his Maker, He that maketh merry at distress, shall not be held innocent.

The rich and the poor, meet together, the maker of them all, is Yahweh.

For, their feet, to mischief, do run, and haste to the shedding of blood.

For they sleep not, unless they can do mischief, - They rob themselves of their sleep, if they cannot cause someone to stumble,

Hath perverse things in his heart, deviseth mischief on every occasion, strifes, he sendeth forth.

A heart contriving iniquitous devices, feet hasting to run into mischief;

He that diligently seeketh good, aimeth at favour, but, he that studieth mischief, it shall come on himself.

Deceit, is in the heart of contrivers of mischief, but, to the counsellors of peace, shall be joy.

A lawless messenger, falleth into mischief, but, a faithful herald, bringeth healing.

An abandoned man, diggeth up mischief, - and, upon his lips, as it were a fire is scorching.

Closing his eyes, to devise perverse things, biting his lips, he hath plotted mischief.

The soul of the lawless man, craveth mischief, his own friend, findeth no favour in his eyes.

For, violence, their heart muttereth, and, mischief, their lips do speak.

He that deviseth to do mischief, him, shall men call, a master of plots.

The heart of the righteous, studieth to answer, but, the mouth of the lawless, belcheth out mischiefs.