do you pay attention to the one who is finely dressed and say, “You sit here in a good place,” and to the poor person, “You stand over there,” or “Sit on the floor”?

Come now, you rich! Weep and cry aloud over the miseries that are coming on you.

You have lived indulgently and luxuriously on the earth. You have fattened your hearts in a day of slaughter.

Come now, you who say, “Today or tomorrow we will go into this or that town and spend a year there and do business and make a profit.”

You do not know about tomorrow. What is your life like? For you are a puff of smoke that appears for a short time and then vanishes.

Look, the pay you have held back from the workers who mowed your fields cries out against you, and the cries of the reapers have reached the ears of the Lord of hosts.