And now soothly mine hand may yield evil to thee, but the God of thy father said to me yesterday, Beware that thou speak not any hard thing with Jacob.
Therefore yield ye to all men debts, to whom tribute, tribute, to whom toll, [or custom for things borne about], toll, [or such custom], to whom dread, dread, to whom honour, honour.
Lo! the hire of your workmen, that reaped your fields, which is defrauded of you, crieth; and the cry of them hath entered into the ears of the Lord of hosts.