For their open works shall be even destroyed, and all they that make pounds and slues for fish shall come to naught.

"Who hath holden the waters in his fist? Who hath measured heaven with his span, and hath comprehended all the earth of the world in three measures? Who hath weighed the mountains and hills in a balance?

For why would no man receive me, when I came? And when I called, no man gave me answer. Was my hand clean smitten off, that it might not help? Or had I not power to deliver? Lo, at a word I drink up the sea, and of water floods I make dry land: so that for want of water, the fish corrupt and die of thirst.

Behold when ye fast, ye can find your own lusts, and can call cruelly on all your debtors. Ye fast to law and strive and to smite with fist wickedly. Fast not as ye now do, to make your voice to be heard upon high.