O that my head were waters, and my eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people!
O that I had in the desert a wayfarers' lodging place, that I might leave my people and go away from them! For they are all adulterers, a company of treacherous men.
They bend their tongue like a bow; falsehood and not truth has grown strong in the land; for they proceed from evil to evil, and they do not know me, says the LORD.
Let every one beware of his neighbor, and put no trust in any brother; for every brother is a supplanter, and every neighbor goes about as a slanderer.
Every one deceives his neighbor, and no one speaks the truth; they have taught their tongue to speak lies; they commit iniquity and are too weary to repent.
Heaping oppression upon oppression, and deceit upon deceit, they refuse to know me, says the LORD.
Therefore thus says the LORD of hosts: "Behold, I will refine them and test them, for what else can I do, because of my people?