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Amos 8:10

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I will turn your religious festivals into mourning and all your singing into weeping. I will make all of you wear sackcloth and shave your heads. I will make that time like mourning for an only son and the end of it like a bitter day.

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Put on sackcloth, my people, and roll in ashes; mourn with bitter wailing as for an only son, for suddenly the destroyer will come upon us.

“And I will pour out on the house of David and the inhabitants of Jerusalem a spirit of grace and supplication. They will look on me, the one they have pierced, and they will mourn for him as one mourns for an only child, and grieve bitterly for him as one grieves for a firstborn son.

They will put on sackcloth and be clothed with terror. Every face will be covered with shame, and every head will be shaved.

Every head is shaved and every beard cut off; every hand is slashed and every waist is covered with sackcloth.

When he has filled his belly, God will vent his burning anger against him and rain down his blows on him.

I will stop all her celebrations: her yearly festivals, her New Moons, her Sabbath days—all her appointed festivals.

They will be entangled among thorns and drunk from their wine; they will be consumed like dry stubble.

“In that day,” declares the Sovereign Lord, “the songs in the temple will turn to wailing. Many, many bodies—flung everywhere! Silence!”

Away with the noise of your songs! I will not listen to the music of your harps.

May gloom and utter darkness claim it once more; may a cloud settle over it; may blackness overwhelm it.

Be joyful at your festival—you, your sons and daughters, your male and female servants, and the Levites, the foreigners, the fatherless and the widows who live in your towns.

Then she went off and sat down about a bowshot away, for she thought, “I cannot watch the boy die.” And as she sat there, she began to sob.

“A man who has lost his hair and is bald is clean.

Instead of fragrance there will be a stench; instead of a sash, a rope; instead of well-dressed hair, baldness; instead of fine clothing, sackcloth; instead of beauty, branding.

Your wickedness will punish you; your backsliding will rebuke you. Consider then and realize how evil and bitter it is for you when you forsake the Lord your God and have no awe of me,” declares the Lord, the Lord Almighty.

Joy is gone from our hearts; our dancing has turned to mourning.

“Son of man, this is what the Sovereign Lord says to the land of Israel: “ ‘The end! The end has come upon the four corners of the land!

Mourn like a virgin in sackcloth grieving for the betrothed of her youth.

“I hate, I despise your religious festivals; your assemblies are a stench to me.

My lyre is tuned to mourning, and my pipe to the sound of wailing.

I will punish her for the days she burned incense to the Baals; she decked herself with rings and jewelry, and went after her lovers, but me she forgot,” declares the Lord.




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