You make us like filthy scum
“‘Therefore this is what the sovereign Lord says: Woe to the city of bloodshed, the pot whose rot
It has tried my patience;
when people lie about us, we answer in a friendly manner. We are the world’s dirt and scum, even now.
Set the empty pot on the coals,
You remove all the wicked of the earth like slag.
Like a coating of glaze
“Son of man, the house of Israel has become slag to me. All of them are like bronze, tin, iron, and lead in the furnace;
Therefore this is what the sovereign Lord says: ‘Because all of you
When the Pharisees
When the experts in the law
This is what the Lord says about him:
He was despised and rejected by people,