What mean ye that ye beat my people to pieces, and grind the
faces of the poor? saith the read more

What mean ye that ye beat my people to pieces, and grind the
faces of the poor? saith the Lord God of hosts.

Poverty is no sinne.
[Poverty is no sin.]

Poverty is no sinne.
[Poverty is no sin.]

For the poor always ye have with you; but me ye have not always.

For the poor always ye have with you; but me ye have not always.

Needy knife-grinder! whither are ye going?
Rough is the road, your wheel is out of order;
Bleak read more

Needy knife-grinder! whither are ye going?
Rough is the road, your wheel is out of order;
Bleak blows the blast--your hat has got a hole in it.
So have your breeches.

Oh, the little more, and how much it is!
And the little less, and what worlds away.

Oh, the little more, and how much it is!
And the little less, and what worlds away.

Thou source of all my bliss and all my woe,
That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me read more

Thou source of all my bliss and all my woe,
That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me so.

Poverty often deprives a man of all spirit and virtue; it is hard for an empty bag to stand upright.

Poverty often deprives a man of all spirit and virtue; it is hard for an empty bag to stand upright.

Poverty is the openmouthed relentless hell which yawns beneath civilized society. And it is hell enough.

Poverty is the openmouthed relentless hell which yawns beneath civilized society. And it is hell enough.

Gold gives an appearance of beauty even to ugliness: but with
poverty everything becomes frightful.
[Fr., L'or meme read more

Gold gives an appearance of beauty even to ugliness: but with
poverty everything becomes frightful.
[Fr., L'or meme a la laideur donne un teint de beaute:
Mais tout devient affreux avec la pauvrete.]