1 Oh that my eyes were a cloud of waters that I might weep over you, and pour down my tears as a cloud of waters: so that I might rest from my trouble of heart!
2 Who has permitted you to practice reproaches and wickedness? And so judgment shall overtake you, sinners.
3 Do not fear the sinners, you righteous; for again 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 will deliver them into your hands, that you may execute judgment upon them according to your desires.
4 Woe to you who speak out curses which cannot be reversed: healing shall therefore be far from you because of your sins.
5 Woe to you who reward your neighbour with evil; for you shall be rewarded according to your works.
6 Woe to you, lying witnesses, and to those who weigh out injustice, for suddenly you shall perish.
7 Woe to you, sinners, for you persecute the righteous; for you shall be delivered up and persecuted because of injustice, and its yoke shall be heavy upon you.