Do not rejoice, O Israel, with exultation like the nations, for you have played the harlot against your God; you have made love for hire on every threshing floor.
The people of Samaria will fear for the calf of Beth-aven. Indeed, its people will mourn over it with its idolatrous pri
Instead, we will do everything we vowed to do: We will burn incense to the Queen of Heaven and offer drink offerings to
My people consult their wooden idols, and their divining rods inform them. For a spirit of prostitution leads them astra
As it is, you boast in your proud intentions. All such boasting is evil.
though on the day you plant you make them grow, and on that morning you help your seed sprout—yet the harvest will vanis
And you not only walked in their ways and practiced their abominations, but soon you were more depraved than they were.
They have been unfaithful to the LORD; for they have borne illegitimate children. Now the New Moon will devour them alon
So rejoice and be glad, O Daughter of Edom, you who dwell in the land of Uz. Yet the cup will pass to you as well; you w
I will destroy her vines and fig trees, which she thinks are the wages paid by her lovers. So I will make them into a th
Come now, you who are rich, weep and wail over the misery to come upon you.
Their deeds do not permit them to return to their God, for a spirit of prostitution is within them, and they do not know
On that day the Lord GOD of Hosts called for weeping and wailing, for shaven heads and the wearing of sackcloth.
you who rejoice in Lo-debar and say, ‘Did we not take Karnaim by our own strength?’
You drink wine by the bowlful and anoint yourselves with the finest oils, but you fail to grieve over the ruin of Joseph
“Only you have I known from all the families of the earth; therefore I will punish you for all your iniquities.”
When you say, ‘Let us be like the nations, like the peoples of the lands, serving wood and stone,’ what you have in mind
it is sharpened for the slaughter, polished to flash like lightning! Should we rejoice in the scepter of My son? The swo
I will turn your feasts into mourning and all your songs into lamentation. I will cause everyone to wear sackcloth and e