being about to receive the wages of unrighteousness, deeming indulgence in the day of pleasure, spots and blemishes, revelling in their own deceptions while they feast with you,
You are all fair, my love, and not a blemish is on you.
“Woe to the wrong – evil! For the reward of his hand is done to him.
Let us walk becomingly, as in the day, not in wild parties and drunkenness, not in living together and indecencies, not in fighting and envy,
in order to present it to Himself a splendid assembly, not having spot or wrinkle or any of this sort, but that it might be set-apart and blameless.
Their end is destruction, their mighty one is their stomach, and their esteem is in their shame – they mind the earthly.
Alexander the coppersmith did many evils to me. The Master shall repay him according to his works. Teh. 28:4; 62:12
You have lived on the earth in pleasure and luxury, you have fattened your hearts, as in a day of slaughter.
in which they are surprised that you do not run with them in the same flood of loose behaviour, blaspheming,
having left the right way they went astray, having followed the way of Bilʽ
“Render to her as she indeed did render, and repay her double according to her works. In the cup which she has mixed, mix for her double.