XCV. Enoch’s Grief: fresh Woes against the Sinners.
1 Oh that mine eyes were [a cloud of] watersThat I might weep over you,And pour down my tears as a cloud †of† waters:That so I might rest from my trouble of heart!
2 †Who has permitted you to practise reproaches and wickedness?And so judgement shall overtake you, sinners.†
3 Fear not the sinners, ye righteous;For again will the Lord deliver them into your hands,That ye may execute judgement upon them according to your desires.
4 Woe to you who fulminate anathemas which cannot be reversed:Healing shall therefore be far from you because of your sins.5 Woe to you who requite your neighbour with evil;For ye shall be requited according to your works.
6 Woe to you, lying witnesses,And to those who weigh out injustice,For suddenly shall ye perish.
7 Woe to you, sinners, for ye persecute the righteous;For ye shall be delivered up and persecuted because of injustice,And heavy shall its yoke be upon you.