See, they are spewing with their mouth —swords in their lips— “After all, who is listening?”
He who sits in heaven laughs! Adonai mocks them.
I in turn will laugh at your calamity. I will mock when dread comes on you,
The Lord laughs at him— for He sees his day is coming.
For no guilt of mine, they run and set things up. Awake! Help me! Look!
But if he refuses to listen to them, tell it to Messiah’s community. And if he refuses to listen even to Messiah’s community, let him be to you as a pagan and a tax collector.
He says in his heart: “God has forgotten. He hides His face—He will never see it.”
My soul is in the midst of lions. I lie among those breathing fire— sons of men whose teeth are spears and arrows, whose tongue is a sharp sword.