Pay attention, you wealthy people! Weep and moan over the miseries coming upon you.
Your riches have rotted. Moths have destroyed your clothes.
Your gold and silver have rusted, and their rust will be evidence against you. It will eat your flesh like fire. Consider the treasure you have hoarded in the last days.
Listen! Hear the cries of the wages of your field hands. These are the wages you stole from those who harvested your fields. The cries of the harvesters have reached the ears of the Lord of heavenly forces.
You have lived a self-satisfying life on this earth, a life of luxury. You have stuffed your hearts in preparation for the day of slaughter.
You have condemned and murdered the righteous one, who doesn't oppose you.