20 If his heart hasn`t blessed me, If he hasn`t been warmed with my sheep`s fleece;
21 If I have lifted up my hand against the fatherless, Because I saw my help in the gate:
22 Then let my shoulder fall from the shoulder-blade, And my arm be broken from the bone.
23 For calamity from God is a terror to me, By reason of his majesty I can do nothing.
24 "If I have made gold my hope, And have said to the fine gold, `You are my confidence;`
25 If I have rejoiced because my wealth was great, And because my hand had gotten much;
26 If I have seen the sun when it shined, Or the moon moving in splendor,
