Where there are no oxen, the crib is clean; but abundant crops come through the strength of the bull.
Will you depend on him for his great strength and leave to him the fruits of your toil?
May there be no breach in the walls, no exile, no outcry in our streets.
The tillage of the poor yields abundant food, but possessions are swept away for lack of justice.
In the mouth of the fool is a rod for pride, but the lips of the wise preserve them.
A trustworthy witness does not lie, but one who spouts lies makes a lying witness.
Though I made your teeth clean of food in all your cities, and made bread scarce in all your dwellings, Yet you did not return to me— oracle of the Lord.