In the ninth year, on the tenth day of the tenth month, the LORD's word came to me:
Human one, write down today's date, because today the king of Babylon has set up camp at Jerusalem—today!
Compose a parable for the rebels' household and say to them, The LORD God proclaims: Put on the pot, set it on, and fill it with water.
Add meat to it, every good piece. With shoulder and thigh, the meatiest bones, fill it up.
Take the flock's best animal; arrange the wooda beneath it. Bring it to a rolling boil, and cook its bones in it.
The LORD God proclaims: Horror! You bloody city, you corroded pot; pot whose corrosion can't be removed! Empty it piece by piece. She is rejectedb7
because her blood is still with her. She didn't pour it out on the ground so that it could be covered with dirt, but she spread it out on a bare rock.
In order to arouse wrath, to guarantee vengeance, I will spread her blood on a bare rock, never to be covered.
So now the LORD God proclaims: Horror! You bloody city! I myself will add fuel to the fire!
Pile on the wood, light the fire, and cook the meat. Season it well and let the bones be charred.
Let the pot stand empty on its coals until it's so hot that its copper glows, its impurities melt in it, and its corrosion is consumed.
It's a worthless task. Even by fire its great corrosion isn't removed.
How your betrayals defile you! I cleansed you, but you didn't come clean from your impurities. You won't be clean again until I have exhausted my anger against you.
I, the LORD, have spoken! It's coming, and I'll do it. I won't relent or have any pity or compassion. Your punishments will fit your ways and your deeds! This is what the LORD God says.