"Woe to him who gives drink to his neighbor, Pressing a him to your bottle, Even to make him drunk, That you may look on his nakedness!
You are filled with shame instead of glory. You also--drink! And be exposed as uncircumcised! b The cup of the Lord's right hand will be turned against you, And utter shame will be on your glory.
For the violence done to Lebanon will cover you, And the plunder of beasts which made them afraid, Because of men's blood And the violence of the land and the city, And of all who dwell in it.
"What profit is the image, that its maker should carve it, The molded image, a teacher of lies, That the maker of its mold should trust in it, To make mute idols?
Woe to him who says to wood, 'Awake!' To silent stone, 'Arise! It shall teach!' Behold, it is overlaid with gold and silver, Yet in it there is no breath at all.
But the Lord is in His holy temple. Let all the earth keep silence before Him."