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Behold, the wages of the workers who mowed your fields—which you kept back by fraud—are crying out against you. And the cries of the harvesters have reached the ears of the Lord of Hosts. [a] You have lived on earth in luxury and self-indulgence. You have fattened your hearts for a day of slaughter. [b] You have condemned, you have murdered the righteous person[c]—he does not resist you.

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