Woe to him who gets evil gain for his house, to set his nest on high, to be safe from the reach of harm!
You have devised shame to your house by cutting off many peoples; you have forfeited your life.
For the stone will cry out from the wall, and the beam from the woodwork respond.
Woe to him who builds a town with blood, and founds a city on iniquity!
Behold, is it not from the LORD of hosts that peoples labor only for fire, and nations weary themselves for nought?
For the earth will be filled with the knowledge of the glory of the LORD, as the waters cover the sea.
Woe to him who makes his neighbors drink of the cup of his wrath, and makes them drunk, to gaze on their shame!
You will be sated with contempt instead of glory. Drink, yourself, and stagger! The cup in the LORD's right hand will come around to you, and shame will come upon your glory!
The violence done to Lebanon will overwhelm you; the destruction of the beasts will terrify you, for the blood of men and violence to the earth, to cities and all who dwell therein.
What profit is an idol when its maker has shaped it, a metal image, a teacher of lies? For the workman trusts in his own creation when he makes dumb idols!
Woe to him who says to a wooden thing, Awake; to a dumb stone, Arise! Can this give revelation? Behold, it is overlaid with gold and silver, and there is no breath at all in it.