This faithful town has become a prostitute! She was full of justice; righteousness lived in her— but now murderers.
Your silver has become impure; your beer is diluted with water.
Your princes are rebels, companions of thieves. Everyone loves a bribe and pursues gifts. They don't defend the orphan, and the widow's cause never reaches them.
Therefore, says the LORD God of heavenly forces, the mighty one of Israel: Doom! I will vent my anger against my foes; I will take it out on my enemies,
and I will turn my hand against you. I will refine your impurities as with lye, and remove all your cinders.
Then I will restore your judges as in earlier times, and your counselors as at the beginning. After this you will be called Righteous City, Faithful Town.
Zion will be redeemed by justice, and those who change their lives by righteousness.
But God will shatter rebels and sinners alike; those who abandon the LORD will be finished.
You will be ashamed of the oaks you once desired, and embarrassed by the gardens you once chose.
You will be like an oak with withering leaves, like a garden without water.
The strong will be like dry twigs, their deeds like sparks; the two will burn together, with no one to extinguish them.