translation.en: For the iniquity of his covetousness was I wroth, and smote him; I hid 'my face' and was wroth; and he went on backsliding in the way of his heart.
translation.me: Y was wrooth for the wickidnesse of his aueryce, and Y smoot hym. Y hidde my face fro thee, and Y hadde indignacioun; and he yede with out stidfast dwellyng, in the weie of his herte.