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Ecclesiastes 4:1

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Again I looked and saw all the oppression that was taking place under the sun: I saw the tears of the oppressed— and they have no comforter; power was on the side of their oppressors— and they have no comforter.

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And I saw something else under the sun: In the place of judgment—wickedness was there, in the place of justice—wickedness was there.

If you see the poor oppressed in a district, and justice and rights denied, do not be surprised at such things; for one official is eyed by a higher one, and over them both are others higher still.

The vineyard of the Lord Almighty is the nation of Israel, and the people of Judah are the vines he delighted in. And he looked for justice, but saw bloodshed; for righteousness, but heard cries of distress.

Look! The wages you failed to pay the workers who mowed your fields are crying out against you. The cries of the harvesters have reached the ears of the Lord Almighty.

But this has all taken place that the writings of the prophets might be fulfilled.” Then all the disciples deserted him and fled.

“So I will come to put you on trial. I will be quick to testify against sorcerers, adulterers and perjurers, against those who defraud laborers of their wages, who oppress the widows and the fatherless, and deprive the foreigners among you of justice, but do not fear me,” says the Lord Almighty.

Her filthiness clung to her skirts; she did not consider her future. Her fall was astounding; there was none to comfort her. “Look, Lord, on my affliction, for the enemy has triumphed.”

Bitterly she weeps at night, tears are on her cheeks. Among all her lovers there is no one to comfort her. All her friends have betrayed her; they have become her enemies.

I will put it into the hands of your tormentors, who said to you, ‘Fall prostrate that we may walk on you.’ And you made your back like the ground, like a street to be walked on.”

I say to God my Rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why must I go about mourning, oppressed by the enemy?”

My tears have been my food day and night, while people say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”

“Because the poor are plundered and the needy groan, I will now arise,” says the Lord. “I will protect them from those who malign them.”

“People cry out under a load of oppression; they plead for relief from the arm of the powerful.

Their feet rush into sin; they are swift to shed innocent blood. They pursue evil schemes; acts of violence mark their ways.

And you will again see the distinction between the righteous and the wicked, between those who serve God and those who do not.

Another thing you do: You flood the Lord’s altar with tears. You weep and wail because he no longer looks with favor on your offerings or accepts them with pleasure from your hands.

Extortion turns a wise person into a fool, and a bribe corrupts the heart.

A ruler who oppresses the poor is like a driving rain that leaves no crops.

Look and see, there is no one at my right hand; no one is concerned for me. I have no refuge; no one cares for my life.

You have fed them with the bread of tears; you have made them drink tears by the bowlful.

Scorn has broken my heart and has left me helpless; I looked for sympathy, but there was none, for comforters, but I found none.

I also could speak like you, if you were in my place; I could make fine speeches against you and shake my head at you.

Relent, do not be unjust; reconsider, for my integrity is at stake.

Because he had nine hundred chariots fitted with iron and had cruelly oppressed the Israelites for twenty years, they cried to the Lord for help.

therefore in hunger and thirst, in nakedness and dire poverty, you will serve the enemies the Lord sends against you. He will put an iron yoke on your neck until he has destroyed you.

A people that you do not know will eat what your land and labor produce, and you will have nothing but cruel oppression all your days.

Then Pharaoh gave this order to all his people: “Every Hebrew boy that is born you must throw into the Nile, but let every girl live.”

“When you are helping the Hebrew women during childbirth on the delivery stool, if you see that the baby is a boy, kill him; but if it is a girl, let her live.”

The poor are shunned by all their relatives— how much more do their friends avoid them! Though the poor pursue them with pleading, they are nowhere to be found.

All this I saw, as I applied my mind to everything done under the sun. There is a time when a man lords it over others to his own hurt.

No one will offer food to comfort those who mourn for the dead—not even for a father or a mother—nor will anyone give them a drink to console them.

“This is why I weep and my eyes overflow with tears. No one is near to comfort me, no one to restore my spirit. My children are destitute because the enemy has prevailed.”

When a land falls into the hands of the wicked, he blindfolds its judges. If it is not he, then who is it?

They put gall in my food and gave me vinegar for my thirst.

I cry to you, Lord; I say, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

When the righteous thrive, the people rejoice; when the wicked rule, the people groan.

Zion stretches out her hands, but there is no one to comfort her. The Lord has decreed for Jacob that his neighbors become his foes; Jerusalem has become an unclean thing among them.

Proclaim to the fortresses of Ashdod and to the fortresses of Egypt: “Assemble yourselves on the mountains of Samaria; see the great unrest within her and the oppression among her people.”

“They do not know how to do right,” declares the Lord, “who store up in their fortresses what they have plundered and looted.”




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