They trample on the heads of the poor as on the dust of the ground and deny justice to the oppressed. Father and son use the same girl and so profane my holy name.
They lie down beside every altar on garments taken in pledge. In the house of their god they drink wine taken as fines.
“Yet I destroyed the Amorites before them, though they were tall as the cedars and strong as the oaks. I destroyed their fruit above and their roots below.
I brought you up out of Egypt and led you forty years in the wilderness to give you the land of the Amorites.
“I also raised up prophets from among your children and Nazirites from among your youths. Is this not true, people of Israel?” declares the LORD.
“But you made the Nazirites drink wine and commanded the prophets not to prophesy.
“Now then, I will crush you as a cart crushes when loaded with grain.
The swift will not escape, the strong will not muster their strength, and the warrior will not save his life.
The archer will not stand his ground, the fleet-footed soldier will not get away, and the horseman will not save his life.
Even the bravest warriors will flee naked on that day,” declares the LORD.