Come now, you rich people, weep and wail for the miseries that are coming to you.. Your gold and silver have rusted, and their rust will be evidence against you, and it will eat your flesh like fire...
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Listen! The wages of the laborers who mowed your fields, which you kept back by fraud, cry out, and the cries of the harvesters have reached the ears of the Lord of hosts. You have lived on the earth in luxury and in pleasure; you have nourished your hearts in a day of slaughter.
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