Moreover the word of LORD came to me, saying,
Thou shall be for fuel to the fire. Thy blood shall be in the midst of the land. Thou shall no more be remembered. For I, LORD, have spoken it.
And thou, son of man, will thou judge, will thou judge the bloody city? Then cause her to know all her abominations.
Wickedness is in the midst of it. Oppression and deceit depart not from its streets.
Righteousness exalts a nation, but sin is a reproach to any people.
How the faithful city has become a harlot! She who was full of justice! Righteousness lodged in her, but now murderers.
Why do thou cry for thy hurt? Thy pain is incurable, for the greatness of thine iniquity. Because thy sins were increased, I have done these things to thee.
