Why are times not laid up by the Almighty? And why do not they that know him see his days?
There are that remove the landmarks; They violently take away flocks, and feed them.
They drive away the ass of the fatherless; They take the widow's ox for a pledge.
They turn the needy out of the way: The poor of the earth all hide themselves.
Behold, as wild asses in the desert They go forth to their work, seeking diligently for food; The wilderness [yieldeth] them bread for their children.
They cut their provender in the field; And they glean the vintage of the wicked.
They lie all night naked without clothing, And have no covering in the cold.
They are wet with the showers of the mountains, And embrace the rock for want of a shelter.