The bellows blow,
blasting the lead with fire.
The refining is completely in vain;
the evil ones are not separated out.

I will gather them and bring them to an end.
This is the Lord’s declaration.
There will be no grapes on the vine,
no figs on the fig tree,
and even the leaf will wither.
Whatever I have given them will be lost to them.

They will come weeping,
but I will bring them back with consolation.
I will lead them to wadis filled with water
by a smooth way where they will not stumble,
for I am Israel’s Father,
and Ephraim is My firstborn.

Escape from Babylon;
depart from the Chaldeans’ land.
Be like the rams that lead the flock.