Woe to those who add house to house and join field to field until there is no more room and you alone are left in the land.
if I have rejoiced because my wealth is great or because my own hand has acquired [so] much,
Before his downfall a man's heart is proud, but before honor comes humility.
Making a fortune through a lying tongue is a vanishing mist, a pursuit of death.
The violence of the wicked sweeps them away because they refuse to act justly.
A merchant loves to extort with dishonest scales in his hands.
But Ephraim says: "How rich I have become; I made it all myself. In all my earnings, no one can find any crime in me that I can be punished for!"
"Plunder the silver! Plunder the gold!" There is no end to the treasure, an abundance of every precious thing.
Desolation, decimation, devastation! Hearts melt, knees tremble, loins shake, every face grows pale!
Where is the lions' lair, or the feeding ground of the young lions, where the lion and lioness prowled, and the lion's cub, with nothing to frighten them away?
The lion mauled whatever its cubs needed and strangled [prey] for its lionesses. It filled up its dens with the kill, and its lairs with mauled prey.
Beware, I am against you-- the declaration of the Lord of Hosts. I will make your chariots go up in smoke and the sword will devour your young lions. I will cut off your prey from the earth, and the sound of your messengers will never be heard again.
Woe to the city of blood, totally deceitful, full of plunder, never without prey.
Moreover, wine betrays; an arrogant man is never at rest. He enlarges his appetite like Sheol, and like Death he is never satisfied. He gathers all the nations to himself; he collects all the peoples for himself.
Won't all of these take up a taunt against him, with mockery and riddles about him? They will say: Woe to him who amasses what is not his-- how much longer?-- and loads himself with goods taken in pledge.
Won't your creditors suddenly arise, and those who disturb you wake up? Then you will become spoil for them.
Since you have plundered many nations, all the peoples who remain will plunder you-- because of human bloodshed and violence against lands, cities, and all who live in them.
Woe to him who unjustly gains wealth for his house to place his nest on high, to escape from the reach of disaster!
You have planned shame for your house by wiping out many peoples and sinning against your own self.
For the stones will cry out from the wall, and the rafters will answer them from the woodwork.