Wail, O dwellers of the Hollow, for all your merchants will be silenced; all who weigh out silver will be cut off.
Come now, you who are rich, weep and wail over the misery to come upon you.
Wail, you shepherds, and cry out; roll in the dust, you leaders of the flock. For the days of your slaughter have come;
A merchant loves to defraud with dishonest scales in his hands.
Cry out and wail, O son of man, for the sword is wielded against My people; it is against all the princes of Israel! The
For even if they flee destruction, Egypt will gather them and Memphis will bury them. Their precious silver will be take
Wail, O cypress, for the cedar has fallen; the majestic trees are ruined! Wail, O oaks of Bashan, for the dense forest h
And the merchants of the earth will weep and mourn over her, because there is no one left to buy their cargo—
To those selling doves He said, “Get these out of here! How dare you turn My Father’s house into a marketplace!”
So put on sackcloth, mourn and wail, for the fierce anger of the LORD has not turned away from us.”
Wake up, you drunkards, and weep; wail, all you drinkers of wine, because of the sweet wine, for it has been cut off fro
Put on sackcloth and lament, O priests; wail, O ministers of the altar. Come, spend the night in sackcloth, O ministers
Next to him, Malchijah, one of the goldsmiths, made repairs as far as the house of the temple servants and the merchants