8 Lately my people have risen up
like an enemy.
You strip off the rich robe
from those who pass by without a care,
like men returning from battle. |
9 You drive the women of my people
from their pleasant homes.
You take away my blessing
from their children forever. |
10 Get up, go away!
For this is not your resting place,
because it is defiled,
it is ruined, beyond all remedy. |
11 If a liar and deceiver comes and says,
'I will prophesy for you plenty of wine and beer,'
he would be just the prophet for this people! |
12 "I will surely gather all of you, O Jacob;
I will surely bring together the remnant of Israel.
I will bring them together like sheep in a pen,
like a flock in its pasture;
the place will throng with people. |
