Stories of the Prophets (Before the Exile) by Isaac Landman
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And they dwell alone in the midst of the land.
"Woe unto them that rise at dawn To pursue strong drink, Who tarry late into the night Until wine inflames them; But they regard not the work of the lord And see not what His hands have made "Woe unto them that draw guilt upon themselves With cords of folly, And sin as with a cart rope! "Woe unto them that call evil good, and good evil; That put darkness for light, and light for darkness; That put bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter! "Woe unto them that are wise in their own eyes, And prudent in their own conceit! "Woe unto them that are heroic in drinking wine, And valiant in mixing strong drink! Who, for a bribe, justify the wicked And strip the innocent man of his innocence! "Therefore, as the fire devours stubble, And as hay shrivels in a flame, So their root shall be as rottenness And their blossom go up as dust; Because they have rejected the teaching of the Lord of hosts, |
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