Old Testament
Proverbs 11:1-3
1 A false balance is an abomination to the LORD, but accurate weights are his delight.
2 When pride comes, then comes shame, but with humility comes wisdom.
3 The integrity of the upright shall guide them, but the perverseness of the treacherous shall destroy them.
New Testament
James 5:1-6
1 Come now, you rich, weep and howl for your miseries that are coming on you.
2 Your riches are corrupted and your garments are moth-eaten.
3 Your gold and your silver are corroded, and their corrosion will be for a testimony against you and will eat your flesh like fire. You have laid up your treasure in the last days.
4 Behold, the wages of the labourers who mowed your fields, which you have kept back by fraud, cry out; and the cries of those who reaped have entered into the ears of the Lord of Armies.
5 You have lived in luxury on the earth, and taken your pleasure. You have nourished your hearts as in a day of slaughter.
6 You have condemned and you have murdered the righteous one. He doesn’t resist you.
In Scripture, trade is never merely technical. A set of scales is a small thing, yet Proverbs names ‘scales of deceit’ an abomination to the LORD: the quiet crookedness that hides in ordinary exchange. The proverb is not naive about markets; it is simply clear-eyed about the God who loves what is straight.
Lord Jesus, give us honest measures: in what we sell, what we praise, what we ignore, and what we are willing to pay. Keep your Church tender where convenience would make us callous, and make truth feel like worship.
James turns that same light onto wealth that grows by neglect. Wages withheld cry out; corrosion testifies; luxury becomes a kind of sleepwalking towards judgement. God is not impressed by profit that cannot bear the weight of a neighbour’s tears. The Lord of Hosts hears the harvesters, even when their names are never printed on a receipt.
So today we ask for wisdom with our hands and our hearts: for merchants and managers, hauliers and auditors, buyers and regulators, and for the choices we make in smallness. Trade becomes humane when the distant worker is not treated as an abstraction but as someone for whom Christ died, someone who might be sat beside us at the Lord’s Table, breaking the one loaf.