Who are putting away the day of evil, And ye bring nigh the seat of violence,

Ye who are turning to wormwood judgment, And righteousness to the earth have put down,

Hate evil, and love good, And set up judgment in the gate, It may be Jehovah, God of Hosts, doth pity the remnant of Joseph.

And roll on as waters doth judgment, And righteousness as a perennial stream.

Do horses run on a rock? Doth one plough it with oxen? For ye have turned to gall judgment, And the fruit of righteousness to wormwood.