All the brothers of the poor hate him; how much more do his friends avoid him! He pursues them with words, yet they abandon him.
My friends and my companions stand aloof from my affliction, and relatives stand far off.
Those who seek my life lay their snares; those who seek my harm speak of destruction, and plan treachery all day long.
Lover and friend have You removed far from me; My acquaintances have become darkness.
You have removed my acquaintances far from me; You have made me an abomination to them; I am shut in and I cannot get out;
The wealth of the rich man is his strong city; the poverty of the poor is their destruction.
The poor man is hated even by his own neighbor, but the rich man has many friends.
The poor use entreaties, but the rich answer roughly.
Wealth makes many friends, but the poor is separated from his neighbor.
He who shuts his ears to the cry of the poor, he also will cry out, but will not be heard.
Your own friend and the friend of your father, forsake not, nor go to your brother’s house in the day of your calamity; better is a neighbor who is near than a brother far away.
But you have despised the poor. Do not rich men oppress you and drag you before the judgment seats?