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Rh :Their fields and their wives together;
 * For I will stretch out My hand upon the inhabitants of the land,
 * Saith the.
 * For from the least of them even unto the greatest of them
 * Every one is greedy for gain;
 * And from the prophet even unto the priest
 * Every one dealeth falsely.
 * They have healed also the hurt of My people lightly,
 * Saying: 'Peace, peace', when there is no peace.
 * They shall be put to shame because they have committed abomination;
 * Yea, they are not at all ashamed,
 * Neither know they how to blush;
 * Therefore they shall fall among them that fall,
 * At the time that I punish them they shall stumble,
 * Saith the.


 * Thus saith the :
 * Stand ye in the ways and see,
 * And ask for the old paths,
 * Where is the good way, and walk therein,
 * And ye shall find rest for your souls.
 * But they said: 'We will not walk therein.'
 * And I set watchmen over you:
 * 'Attend to the sound of the horn',
 * But they said: 'We will not attend.'
 * Therefore hear, ye nations,
 * And know, O congregation, what is against them.
 * Hear, O earth:
 * Behold, I will bring evil upon this people,
 * Even the fruit of their thoughts,
 * Because they have not attended unto My words,
 * And as for My teaching, they have rejected it.
 * To what purpose is to Me the frankincense that cometh from Sheba,
 * And the sweet cane, from a far country?
 * Your burnt-offerings are not acceptable,
 * Nor your sacrifices pleasing unto Me.
 * Therefore thus saith the :
 * Behold, I will lay stumblingblocks before this people,
 * And the fathers and the sons together shall stumble against them,
 * The neighbour and his friend, and they shall perish.


 * Thus saith the :
 * Behold, a people cometh from the north country,
 * And a great nation shall be roused from the uttermost parts of the earth.
 * They lay hold on bow and spear,
 * They are cruel, and have no compassion;
 * Their voice is like the roaring sea,
 * And they ride upon horses;
 * Set in array, as a man for war,
 * Against thee, O daughter of Zion.


 * 'We have heard the fame thereof, our hands wax feeble,
 * Anguish hath taken hold of us,
 * And pain, as of a woman in travail.'
 * Go not forth into the field,
 * Nor walk by the way;
 * For there is the sword of the enemy,
 * And terror on every side.
 * O daughter of my people, gird thee with sackcloth,
 * And wallow thyself in ashes;
 * Make thee mourning, as for an only son,
 * Most bitter lamentation;