| 5. Woe to you who feed upon the glory of the corn, and drink the strength of the deepest spring, and in the pride of your power tread down the humble.
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Woe to you who devour the marrow of the wheat, and drink the power of the root of the fountain, and trod down the lowly by your power.
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Woe to you who devour the finest of the wheat, And drink wine in large bowls, And tread under foot the lowly with your might.
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Ve eder, J syndare, ty genom eder rikedom liknen J de helige, men edra hjertan förebrå eder, vetande att J ären syndare. Detta ord skall vittna emot eder för minnet af brott.
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Ve eder, som äten hvetets märg och dricken källans must och med eder makt förtrampen de arma!
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