Hear you heavens, and listen earth, for the LORD has spoken: I reared children; I raised them, and they turned against me!
References for Isaiah 1:2
An ox knows its owner, and a donkey its master's feeding trough. But Israel doesn't know; my people don't behave intelligently.
Doom! Sinful nation, people weighed down with crimes, evildoing offspring, corrupt children! They have abandoned the LORD, despised the holy one of Israel; they turned their backs on God.
Why do you invite further beatings? Why continue to rebel? Everyone's head throbs, and everyone's heart fails.
From head to toe, none are well— only bruises, cuts, and raw wounds, not treated, not bandaged, not soothed with oil.
Your country is deserted, your cities burned with fire; your land—strangers are devouring it in plain sight. It's a wasteland, as when foreigners raid.
Daughter Zion is left like a small shelter in a vineyard, like a hut in a cucumber field, like a city besieged.
References for Isaiah 1:8
If the LORD of heavenly forces had not spared a few of us, we would be like Sodom; we would resemble Gomorrah.