"Therefore thus says the Lord GOD: 'Woe to the bloody city, to the caldron whose rust is therein, and whose rust is not gone out of it. Take out of it piece after piece; No lot is fallen on it.

She has wearied herself with toil; yet her great rust doesn't go forth out of her; her rust doesn't go forth by fire.

Then set it empty on its coals, that it may be hot, and its brass may burn, and that its filthiness may be molten in it, that its rust may be consumed.

"Do not lay up treasures for yourselves on the earth, where moth and rust consume, and where thieves break through and steal;

but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust consume, and where thieves do not break through and steal;