6 ^hYou have sown much, and harvested little. ⁱYou eat, but you never have enough; ^jyou drink, but you never have your fill. You clothe yourselves, but no one is warm. And he who earns ^kwages does so to put them into a bag with holes.

9 You looked for much, and behold, it came to little. And when you brought it home, I blew it away. Why? declares the Lord of hosts. Because of my house that lies in ruins, while each of you busies himself with his own house.