The voice of the LORD cries to the city--and it is sound wisdom to fear thy name: "Hear, O tribe and assembly of the city!
Can I forget the treasures of wickedness in the house of the wicked, and the scant measure that is accursed?
Shall I acquit the man with wicked scales and with a bag of deceitful weights?
Your rich men are full of violence; your inhabitants speak lies, and their tongue is deceitful in their mouth.
Therefore I have begun to smite you, making you desolate because of your sins.
You shall eat, but not be satisfied, and there shall be hunger in your inward parts; you shall put away, but not save, and what you save I will give to the sword.
You shall sow, but not reap; you shall tread olives, but not anoint yourselves with oil; you shall tread grapes, but not drink wine.
For you have kept the statutes of Omri, and all the works of the house of Ahab; and you have walked in their counsels; that I may make you a desolation, and your inhabitants a hissing; so you shall bear the scorn of the peoples."