Behold, the hire of the laborers who mowed your fields, which is of you kept back by fraud, crieth out: and the cries of them that reaped have entered into the ears of the Lord of Sabaoth.
Lo! þe hire of youre werke men, þat repiden youre feeldis, which is fraudid of you, crieth; and þe cry of hem hath entrid in to þe eeris of þe Lord of oostis.