21. if I have raised my hand against the fatherless, when I saw I had help in the gate;
22. let my arm fall from my shoulder, and my arm be broken from the bone.
23. For I am in dread of destruction from Ěl, and from His excellence I could not escape.
24. If I have put my trust in gold, or called fine gold my refuge;
25. if I have rejoiced because my wealth was great, and because my hand had gained much;