Recently My people have arisen as an enemy— You strip the robe off the garment From unsuspecting passers-by, From
those returned from war.
You evict the women of My people, Each one
from her pleasant house. From her children you take My splendor forever.
Arise and go, For this is no place of rest Because of the uncleanness that brings on destruction, A painful destruction.
If someone walking after
wind and falsehood Had lied and said,
‘I will prophesy to you about wine and liquor,’ He would become a prophet to this people.
'I will certainly assemble all of you, Jacob, I will certainly gather the remnant of Israel. I will put them together like sheep in the fold; Like a flock in the midst of its pasture They will be noisy with people.
The one who breaks through goes up before them; They break through, pass through the gate, and go out by it. So their king passes on before them, And the LORD at their head.'