² How thou didst drive out the heathen with thy hand, and plantedst them; how thou didst afflict the people, and cast them out.

⁸ They said in their hearts, Let us destroy them together: they have burned up all the synagogues of God in the land.

¹⁵ What mean ye that ye beat my people to pieces, and grind the faces of the poor? saith the Lord God of hosts.

²¹ For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt; I am black; astonishment hath taken hold on me.