Up to the boundary, have they sent thee - All thy covenant men, they have deceived thee, prevailed against thee - the men thou wast wont to salute, - The partakers of thy bread, have put a net under thee - No understanding in him!

Do not enter into the gate of my people - in the day of their misfortune, Do not, thou also, look with satisfaction on his misery - in the day of his misfortune; neither do thou thrust thy hands on his substance - in the day of his misfortune;