2But my feet were almost gone, my steps had nearly slipped,
3through envy of godless braggarts, when I saw how well they fared.
4For never a pang have they, their body is sound and sleek.
5They have no trouble like mortals, no share in human pain.
6So they wear their pride like a necklace, they put on the garment of wrong,
7their eyes stand out with fatness, their heart swells with riotous fancies.