IF
thou wilt return, O Israel, saith the LORD, return unto me: and if thou wilt
put away thine abominations out of my sight, then shalt thou not remove.
2 And thou
shalt swear, The LORD liveth, in truth, in judgment, and in righteousness; and
the nations shall bless themselves in him, and in him shall they glory.
3 For thus
saith the LORD to the men of Judah
and Jerusalem, Break up your fallow
ground, and sow not among thorns.
4 Circumcise
yourselves to the LORD, and take away the foreskins of your heart, ye men of Judah
and inhabitants of Jerusalem: lest
my fury come forth like fire, and burn that none can quench it, because
of the evil of your doings.
5 Declare ye in Judah,
and publish in Jerusalem; and say,
Blow ye the trumpet in the land: cry, gather together, and say, Assemble
yourselves, and let us go into the defenced cities.
6 Set up
the standard toward Zion: retire,
stay not: for I will bring evil from the north, and a great destruction.
7 The lion
is come up from his thicket, and the destroyer of the Gentiles is on his way;
he is gone forth from his place to make thy land desolate; and thy
cities shall be laid waste, without an inhabitant.
8 For this
gird you with sackcloth, lament and howl: for the fierce anger of the LORD is
not turned back from us.
9 And it
shall come to pass at that day, saith the LORD, that the heart of the
king shall perish, and the heart of the princes; and the priests shall be
astonished, and the prophets shall wonder.
10 Then
said I, Ah, Lord GOD! surely thou hast greatly
deceived this people and Jerusalem,
saying, Ye shall have peace; whereas the sword reacheth unto the soul.
11 At
that time shall it be said to this people and to Jerusalem,
A dry wind of the high places in the wilderness toward the daughter of my
people, not to fan, nor to cleanse,
12 Even
a full wind from those places shall come unto me: now also will I
give sentence against them.
13 Behold,
he shall come up as clouds, and his chariots shall be as a whirlwind:
his horses are swifter than eagles. Woe unto us! for
we are spoiled.
14 O
Jerusalem, wash thine heart from wickedness, that thou mayest be saved. How
long shall thy vain thoughts lodge within thee?
15 For a
voice declareth from Dan, and publisheth affliction from mount
Ephraim.
16 Make
ye mention to the nations; behold, publish against Jerusalem,
that watchers come from a far country, and give out their voice against
the cities of Judah.
17 As
keepers of a field, are they against her round about; because she hath been
rebellious against me, saith the LORD.
18 Thy
way and thy doings have procured these things unto thee; this is
thy wickedness, because it is bitter, because it reacheth unto thine heart.
19 My
bowels, my bowels! I am pained at my very heart; my heart maketh a noise in me;
I cannot hold my peace, because thou hast heard, O my soul, the sound of the
trump, the alarm of war.
20 Destruction
upon destruction is cried; for the whole land is spoiled: suddenly are my tents
spoiled, and my curtains in a moment.
21 How
long shall I see the standard, and hear the sound of the trumpet?
22 For my
people is foolish, they have not known me; they are sottish
children, and they have none understanding: they are wise to do evil,
but to do good they have no knowledge.
23 I
beheld the earth, and, lo, it was without form, and void; and the
heavens, and they had no light.
24 I
beheld the mountains, and, lo, they trembled, and all the hills moved lightly.
25 I
beheld, and, lo, there was no man, and all the birds of the heavens were
fled.
26 I
beheld, and, lo, the fruitful place was a wilderness, and all the cities
thereof were broken down at the presence of the LORD, and by his fierce
anger.
27 For
thus hath the LORD said, The whole land shall be
desolate; yet will I not make a full end.
28 For
this shall the earth mourn, and the heavens above be
black: because I have spoken it, I have purposed it, and will not
repent, neither will I turn back from it.
29 The
whole city shall flee for the noise of the horsemen and bowmen; they shall go
into thickets, and climb up upon the rocks: every city shall be forsaken,
and not a man dwell therein.
30 And when
thou art spoiled, what wilt thou do? Though thou clothest thyself with
crimson, though thou deckest thee with ornaments of gold, though thou rentest
thy face with painting, in vain shalt thou make thyself fair; thy lovers
will despise thee, they will seek thy life.
31 For I
have heard a voice as of a woman in travail, and the anguish as of her
that bringeth forth her first child, the voice of the daughter of Zion, that
bewaileth herself, that spreadeth her hands, saying, Woe is
me now! for my soul is wearied because of murderers.