On the poplars in her midst we hang our harps,
I will gather you and blow on you with the fire of my fury, and you will be melted in it.
Now the city was spread out
They have prepared a net to trap me;
They say, “Let’s attack Judah, terrorize it, and conquer it.
Destructive forces will come against her horses and her
“So the time will certainly come
Therefore, this is what the sovereign Lord says: ‘The corpses you have dumped
This city will not be a cooking pot for you, and you will not
I will break down the wall you coated with whitewash and knock it to the ground so that its foundation is exposed. When it falls you will be destroyed beneath it,
Even if these three men, Noah, Daniel,
Even if these three men were in it, as surely as I live, declares the sovereign Lord, they could not save their own sons or daughters – they would save only their own lives.
Then say, ‘This is what the sovereign Lord says: O city, who spills blood within herself (which brings on her doom),
As silver is melted in a furnace, so you will be melted in it, and you will know that I, the Lord, have poured out my anger on you.’”
Take the choice bone of the flock, heap up bones under it; boil rapidly, and boil its bones in it.
For her blood was in it; she poured it on an exposed rock; she did not pour it on the ground to cover it up with dust.
Set the empty pot on the coals,
I will send a plague into the city
“The remainder, one and two-thirds miles