Strong is their Redeemer, whose name is Lord of hosts, The sure defender of their cause, who gives rest to their land, but unrest to those who live in Babylon.
I will make her princes and sages drunk, with her governors, officers, and warriors, so that they sleep an everlasting sleep, never to awaken—oracle of the King, whose name is Lord of hosts.
I sent upon you pestilence like that of Egypt; with the sword I killed your young men and your captured horses, and to your nostrils I brought the stench of your camps; Yet you did not return to me— oracle of the Lord.
Cursed is the cheat who has in his flock an intact male, and vows it, but sacrifices to the Lord a defective one instead; For a great king am I, says the Lord of hosts, and my name is feared among the nations.
Behold, the wages you withheld from the workers who harvested your fields are crying aloud, and the cries of the harvesters have reached the ears of the Lord of hosts.