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⁶Turn ye unto Him

Against whom ye have deeply rebelled, O children of Israel.

⁷For in that day they shall cast away

Every man his idols of silver, and his idols of gold,

Which your own hands have made unto you for a sin.

⁸Then shall Asshur fall with the sword, not of man,

And the sword, not of men, shall devour him;

And he shall flee from the sword,

And his young men shall become tributary.

⁹And his rock shall pass away by reason of terror,

And his princes shall be dismayed at the ensign,

Saith the Lord, whose fire is in Zion,

And His furnace in Jerusalem.

 

32 Behold, a king shall reign in righteousness,

And as for princes, they shall rule in justice.

²And a man shall be as in a hiding-place from the wind,

And a covert from the tempest;

As by the watercourses in a dry place,

As in the shadow of a great rock in a weary land.

³And the eyes of them that see shall not be closed,

And the ears of them that hear shall attend.

⁴The heart also of the rash shall understand knowledge,

And the tongue of the stammerers shall be ready to speak plainly.

⁵The vile person shall be no more called liberal,

Nor the churl said to be noble.

⁶For the vile person will speak villainy,

And his heart will work iniquity,

To practise ungodliness, and to utter wickedness against the Lord,

To make empty the soul of the hungry,

And to cause the drink of the thirsty to fail.

⁷The instruments also of the churl are evil;

He deviseth wicked devices

To destroy the poor with lying words,

And the needy when he speaketh right.

⁸But the liberal deviseth liberal things;

And by liberal things shall he stand.

 

⁹Rise up, ye women that are at ease, and hear my voice;

Ye confident daughters, give ear unto my speech.

¹⁰After a year and days shall ye be troubled, ye confident women;

For the vintage shall fail, the ingathering shall not come.

¹¹Tremble, ye women that are at ease;

Be troubled, ye confident ones;

Strip you, and make you bare,

And gird sackcloth upon your loins,

¹²Smiting upon the breasts

For the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine;

¹³For the land of my people

Whereon thorns and briers come up;

Yea, for all the houses of joy

And the joyous city.

¹⁴For the palace shall be forsaken;

The city with its stir shall be deserted;

The mound and the tower shall be for dens for ever,

A joy of wild asses, a pasture of flocks;

¹⁵Until the spirit be poured upon us from on high,

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