"Come now, you rich, weep, and howl for your miseries which are coming upon you. Your riches have rotted and your garments have become moth eaten....

It is in the last days that you have stored up your treasure.

Behold, the pay of the laborers who mowed your fields, and which has been withheld by you, cries out against you, and the outcry of those who did the harvesting has reached the ears of the Lord of Sabaoth.

You have lived luxuriously on earth and led a life of wanton pleasure; you have fattened your hearts in a day of slaughter. You have condemned and put to death the righteous man; he does not resist you.

Therefore, be patient, brethren, until the coming of the Lord (Yehushua). The farmer waits for the precious produces of the soil, being patient about it until it gets the early and late rains. You too be patient; strengthen your hearts, for the coming of the Lord is near.

Do not complain; brethren, against one another, so that you yourselves may not be judg