Still you love rapine
And hate justice
Rest and relief
For the poor.
You will lean
Against a wall
Only to suffer
The viper’s bite.
Your troops and chariots
Will serve you nothing.
In wrathful days
Prepare to meet me.
Your nakedness
Your harlot ceremonies
Laid out in the sun
To bake. Thirst intolerable
Your king in these crimes
Dragged to a pagan nation.
Many of the warnings ring true in our age:
1. You have assimilated the idolatry and false hopes of your neighbours.
2. You see no coming rod of correction.
3. You delight in the excess of ill-gotten gain snatched from the poor and the vulnerable.
4. You see nothing but clear skies ahead.
5. You can hardly tolerate the pause of the sabbath.
6. Your sacrifices are insincere. I will not smell them.
7. Your praise is irreverent. I will not listen.
8. Your idea of the Day of the Lord is simply more pandering of yourselves.
9. If you were to serve me in truth, there would be much more charity and social justice.
10. You are experiencing a famine for the Word of God in progressive measure.
11. I have laid a plumb-line to that which you have built; found it grievously wanting; intend serious judgment.
12. Many a difficulty, many a disaster have I set before you to cause you to return to me.
13. A remnant shall be saved and brought again to blessing and security.
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