22. Then let my shoulder fall from the shoulder blade, and mine arm be broken from the bone.
23. For calamity from God was a terror to me, and by reason of his excellency I could do nothing.
24. If I have made gold my hope, and have said to the fine gold, Thou art my confidence;
25. If I rejoiced because my wealth was great, and because mine hand had gotten much;
26. If I beheld the sun when it shined, or the moon walking in brightness;
27. And my heart hath been secretly enticed, and my mouth hath kissed my hand: