Ezekiel 22:1

Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

And the word of Jehovah will be to me, saying,

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Thou shalt be to the fire for consuming; thy blood shall be in the midst of the land; thou shalt not be remembered: for I Jehovah spake.

Thou son of man, wilt thou judge, wilt thou judge the city of bloods, and make her to know all her abominations?

Mischief in her midst: oppression and deceit will not depart from her wide place.

Justice will exalt a nation: and sin a reproach to nations.

How was the faithful city for a harlot! I filled with judgment; justice will lodge in her; and now they are killing

Why wilt thou cry for thy breaking? thy pain is incurable for the multitude of thine iniquity: thy sins were strong, I did these things to thee.

And the word of the Lord will be to me, saying,