Son of man, The house of Israel hath become to me, dross, - They all are copper and tin and iron and lead in the midst of a furnace, The dross of silver, have they become.

As they gather silver and copper and iron and lead and tin into the midst of a furnace, to blow upon it the fire to melt it, So will I gather in mine anger and in mine indignation, and will let b. and will melt you;

Tarshish was a trader of thine. For the abundance of all wealth, - With silver iron. tin and lead, Took they part in thy traffic: