Look, the storm of the Lord! Wrath has gone forth, a whirling tempest; it will burst upon the head of the wicked
The anger of the Lord will not turn back until he has executed and accomplished the intents of his mind. In the latter days you will understand it clearly.
I did not send the prophets, yet they ran; I did not speak to them, yet they prophesied
But if they had stood in my council, then they would have proclaimed my words to my people, and they would have turned them from their evil way, and from the evil of their doings.
Am I a God near by, says the Lord, and not a God far off?
Who can hide in secret places so that I cannot see them? says the Lord. Do I not fill heaven and earth? says the Lord.
I have heard what the prophets have said who prophesy lies in my name, saying, "I have dreamed, I have dreamed!"
How long? Will the hearts of the prophets ever turn back—those who prophesy lies, and who prophesy the deceit of their own heart?
They plan to make my people forget my name by their dreams that they tell one another, just as their ancestors forgot my name for Baal.
Let the prophet who has a dream tell the dream, but let the one who has my word speak my word faithfully. What has straw in common with wheat? says the Lord.
Is not my word like fire, says the Lord, and like a hammer that breaks a rock in pieces?