From the sole of the foot even unto the head, there is in it no soundness, Bruise and stripe and newly-made wound, - They have not been pressed out, nor bound up, nor soothed with oil.

I will set in the desert! Cedar, acacia, and myrtle, and oil-tree, - I will place, in the waste plain, Cypress, holm-oak, and sherbin-cedar, together

Thus, saith Yahweh - Where then is the set, oil of your mothers divorce, whom I have put away? Or, which of my creditors, is it to whom I have sold you? Lo! for your iniquities, have ye been sold, And for your transgressions, hath your mother been put away.

And hast gone to the king with oil, And hast multiplied thy perfumes, - And hast sent thy messengers afar, And -- lowered thyself as far as hades!

To appoint unto the mourners of Zion - To give unto them A chaplet instead of ashes, The oil of joy instead of mourning, The mantle of praise instead of the spirit of dejection, - So shall they be called The oaks of righteousness, The plantation of Yahweh: That he may get himself glory