1. Pray, call, is there any to answer thee? And unto which of the holy ones dost thou turn?
2. For provocation slayeth the perverse, And envy putteth to death the simple,
3. I--I have seen the perverse taking root, And I mark his habitation straightway,
4. Far are his sons from safety, And they are bruised in the gate, And there is no deliverer.
5. Whose harvest the hungry doth eat, And even from the thorns taketh it, And the designing swallowed their wealth.