Treasury of Scripture Knowledge
Son of man, the house of Israel is to me become dross: all they are brass, and tin, and iron, and lead, in the midst of the furnace; they are even the dross of silver.
You remove all the wicked of the earth like slag. Therefore I love your rules.
Your silver has become scum, your beer is diluted with water.
I reported, "All of them are the most stubborn of rebels! They are as hard as bronze or iron. They go about telling lies. They all deal corruptly.
As silver, bronze, iron, lead, and tin are gathered in a furnace so that the fire can melt them, so I will gather you in my anger and in my rage. I will deposit you there and melt you.
I did this because I know how stubborn you are. Your neck muscles are like iron and your forehead like bronze.
(Alef)Alas! Gold has lost its luster; pure gold loses value. Jewels are scattered on every street corner.
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The crucible is for refining silver and the furnace is for gold, likewise the Lord tests hearts.
They will surrender their stronghold because of fear; their officers will be afraid of the Lord's battle flag." This is what the Lord says -- the one whose fire is in Zion, whose firepot is in Jerusalem.
Look, I have refined you, but not as silver; I have purified you in the furnace of misery.
add the pieces of meat to it, every good piece, the thigh and the shoulder; fill it with choice bones.