Ezekiel 7
The Day of the Wrath of the Lord
1The word of the LORD came to me:
2"And you, O son of man, thus says the Lord GOD to the land of Israel: An end! The end has come upon the four corners of the land.
5Thus says the Lord GOD: Disaster after disaster!
10Behold, the day! Behold, it comes! Your doom has come; the rod has blossomed; pride has budded.
11Violence has grown up into a rod of wickedness. None of them shall remain, nor their abundance, nor their wealth; neither shall there be preeminence among them.
14They have blown the trumpet and made everything ready, but none goes to battle, for my wrath is upon all their multitude.
15The sword is without; pestilence and famine are within. He who is in the field dies by the sword, and him who is in the city famine and pestilence devour.
16And if any survivors escape, they will be on the mountains, like doves of the valleys, all of them moaning, each one over his iniquity.
17All hands are feeble, and all knees turn to water.
18They put on sackcloth, and horror covers them. Shame is on all faces, and baldness on all their heads.
19They cast their silver into the streets, and their gold is like an unclean thing. Their silver and gold are not able to deliver them in the day of the wrath of the LORD. They cannot satisfy their hunger or fill their stomachs with it. For it was the stumbling block of their iniquity.
20His beautiful ornament they used for pride, and they made their abominable images and their detestable things of it. Therefore I make it an unclean thing to them.
21And I will give it into the hands of foreigners for prey, and to the wicked of the earth for spoil, and they shall profane it.
22I will turn my face from them, and they shall profane my treasured
23Forge a chain!