Hearken! my brethren beloved:—Hath not, God, chosen the destitute in the world to be rich in faith and heirs of the kingdom which he hath promised to them that love him?
Sell your possessions, and give alms, make for yourselves purses that wax not old,—treasure unfailing, in the heavens, where, thief, doth not draw near, and, moth, doth not spoil.
I know thy tribulation, and destitution, nevertheless, thou art, rich, and the profane speech from among them who affirm that they themselves are, Jews, and they are not, but a synagogue of Satan.
Alas! for him who extorteth an extortion of wrong for his own house,—that he may set on high his nest, that he may be delivered from the grasp of calamity.
A luxuriant vine, is Israel, fruit, beseemeth him,—According to the abundance of his fruit, hath he brought abundance to the altars, according to the goodliness of his land, hath he made goodly statues.
But, according to thy hardness, and thine impenitent heart, art treasuring up for thyself anger, in a day of anger and revelation of the righteous judgment of God,—
But, they who are determined to be rich, fall into temptation, and a snare, and many foolish and hurtful covetings, the which, sink men into ruin and destruction,—