The minds of the rash will have good judgment, and the tongues of stammerers will speak readily and distinctly.
A fool will no longer be called noble, nor a villain said to be honorable.
For fools speak folly, and their minds plot iniquity: to practice ungodliness, to utter error concerning the Lord, to leave the craving of the hungry unsatisfied, and to deprive the thirsty of drink.
The villainies of villains are evil; they devise wicked devices to ruin the poor with lying words, even when the plea of the needy is right.
But those who are noble plan noble things, and by noble things they stand.
Rise up, you women who are at ease, hear my voice; you complacent daughters, listen to my speech.
In little more than a year you will shudder, you complacent ones; for the vintage will fail, the fruit harvest will not come.
Tremble, you women who are at ease, shudder, you complacent ones; strip, and make yourselves bare, and put sackcloth on your loins.
Beat your breasts for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine,
for the soil of my people growing up in thorns and briers; yes, for all the joyous houses in the jubilant city.
For the palace will be forsaken, the populous city deserted; the hill and the watchtower will become dens forever, the joy of wild asses, a pasture for flocks;