They are swift as the waters; their portion is cursed in the earth: no one turns into the way of the vineyards.
If you will not hear, and if you will not lay it to heart, to give glory unto my name, says the LORD of hosts, I will even send a curse upon you, and I will curse your blessings: yea, I have cursed them already, because you do not lay it to heart.
Pass through your land as a river, O daughter of Tarshish: there is no more strength.
The curse of the LORD is in the house of the wicked: but he blesses the habitation of the just.
Let their table become a snare before them: and that which should have been for their welfare, let it become a trap.
Let them melt away as waters which run continually: when he bends his bow to shoot his arrows, let them be as cut in pieces.
Who were cut down before their time, whose foundation was swept away with a flood:
They are passed away as the swift ships: as the eagle that hastens to the prey.
I have seen the foolish taking root: but suddenly I cursed his habitation.
Or darkness, that you can not see; and abundance of waters cover you.
They reap every one his grain in the field: and they gather the vineyard of the wicked.
Who make oil within their walls, and tread their winepresses, yet suffer thirst.
Terrors take hold on him as waters, a tempest steals him away in the night.