Your country is desolate; your cities burned with fire. When you spread out your hands, I will hide My eyes from you. Yes, even though you multiply your prayers, I will not hear; your hands are full of blood. But if you refuse and rebel, you will be devoured with the sword, for God’s mouth has spoken. How the faithful city has become a prostitute! She was full of justice, righteousness lodged in her, but now murderers.
From the sole of the foot there is no soundness.
Learn to do good and support the orphan or your silver will become dross, loving bribes.
You spread out your hands, filled with blood.
You shall be devoured by the sword.
And the daughters of Zion shall be left like a hut in a vineyard.
