The people of Israel moan and say to me, “We were like wild bulls, but you, LORD, broke us, and we learnt to obey. You are our God— please let us come home.
I answered, “I know that you look for truth. You punished your people for their lies, but in spite of the pain, they became more stubborn and refused to turn back to you.”
Jerusalem is so full of sin and evil that I can't get it clean, even though I have tried. It will stay filthy until I let loose my fierce anger against it.