So, if my land cries out against me, and if its furrows weep with it,
The heavens will reveal his sinfulness, and the earth will rise up against him.
Some have crossed the boundaries, plundered the flocks, and given them pasture.
I will enter your house with holocausts. I will repay my vows to you,
For the stone will cry out from the wall, and the wood that is between the joints of the building will respond.
Consider the pay of the workers who reaped your fields: it has been misappropriated by you; it cries out. And their cry has entered into the ears of the Lord of hosts.