If my land cry against me, or that the furrows likewise thereof complain;
Behold, the hire of the laborers who have reaped down your fields, which is of you kept back by fraud, crieth: and the cries of them which have reaped are entered into the ears of the Lord of Sab´a-oth.
For the stone shall cry out of the wall, and the beam out of the timber shall answer it.
The pastures are clothed with flocks; the valleys also are covered over with corn; they shout for joy, they also sing.
The heaven shall reveal his iniquity; and the earth shall rise up against him.
Some remove the landmarks; they violently take away flocks, and feed thereof.