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He will rain upon the lawless live-coals, Fire and brimstone and a burning wind, are the portion of their cup.
Then will I contend with him by pestilence and by blood,- And an overflowing downpour and ha- stones fire and brimstone, will I rain Upon him, and Upon his hordes, and Upon the many peoples who are with him.
It shall be that, to fill his belly, he will thrust at him the glow of his anger, and rain it upon him for his punishment.
Wicked people » Temporal punishment of
Even the light of the lawless, shall go out, - Neither shall shine the flame of his fire; The light, hath darkened in his tent, Yea, his lamp above him, goeth out; The steppings of his strength are hemmed in, and his own counsel casteth him down; read more.
For he is thrust into a net by his own feet, and, upon a trap, he marcheth; There catcheth him - by the heel - a gin, there holdeth him fast - a noose: Concealed in the ground is a cord for him, - and a snare for him, on the path. Round about, terrors have startled him, and have driven him to his feet. Let his strength be famished, and, calamity, be ready at his side; Let it devour the members of his body, Let the firstborn of death devour his members; Uprooted, out of his tent, be his confidence, and let it drive him down to the king of terrors; There shall dwell in his tent, what is naught-of-his, Let brimstone be strewed over his dwelling; Beneath, let his roots be dried up, and, above, be cut off his branch; His memorial, have perished out of the land, and let him have no name over the face of the open field; Let them thrust him out of light into darkness, Yea, out of the world, let them chase him; Let him have neither scion nor seed among his people, neither any survivor in his place of sojourn: Over his day, have they been astounded who come behind, and, them who are in advance, a shudder hath seized. Surely, these, are the dwellings of him that is perverse, and, this, is the place of him that knoweth not GOD.
For he is thrust into a net by his own feet, and, upon a trap, he marcheth; There catcheth him - by the heel - a gin, there holdeth him fast - a noose: Concealed in the ground is a cord for him, - and a snare for him, on the path. Round about, terrors have startled him, and have driven him to his feet. Let his strength be famished, and, calamity, be ready at his side; Let it devour the members of his body, Let the firstborn of death devour his members; Uprooted, out of his tent, be his confidence, and let it drive him down to the king of terrors; There shall dwell in his tent, what is naught-of-his, Let brimstone be strewed over his dwelling; Beneath, let his roots be dried up, and, above, be cut off his branch; His memorial, have perished out of the land, and let him have no name over the face of the open field; Let them thrust him out of light into darkness, Yea, out of the world, let them chase him; Let him have neither scion nor seed among his people, neither any survivor in his place of sojourn: Over his day, have they been astounded who come behind, and, them who are in advance, a shudder hath seized. Surely, these, are the dwellings of him that is perverse, and, this, is the place of him that knoweth not GOD.
Your iniquities, have thrust away these things, Yea, your sins, have withholden that which is good from you.
This, is the portion of a lawless man with GOD, That, the heritage of tyrants - from the Almighty, he shall receive. If his children be multiplied, for them, there is the sword, and, his offspring, shall not be filled with bread; His survivors, by pestilence, shall come to the grave, and, his widows, shall not weep; read more.
Though he heap up silver like, dust, and, like a pile, he prepare clothing, He may prepare, but, the righteous, shall put on, and, the silver, shall the innocent apportion. He hath built, like a moth, his house, - like a hut, which a watcher hath made. The rich man, shall lie down, and not do it again, his eyes, hath he opened, and then is not. There shall reach him - like waters - terrors, By night, a storm-wind hath stolen him away; An east wind shall lift him up, and he shall depart, and it shall sweep him away out of his place; And He will cast upon him and not spare, Out of his hand, shall he, swiftly flee; He shall clap over him his hands, and shall hiss him forth out of his place.
Though he heap up silver like, dust, and, like a pile, he prepare clothing, He may prepare, but, the righteous, shall put on, and, the silver, shall the innocent apportion. He hath built, like a moth, his house, - like a hut, which a watcher hath made. The rich man, shall lie down, and not do it again, his eyes, hath he opened, and then is not. There shall reach him - like waters - terrors, By night, a storm-wind hath stolen him away; An east wind shall lift him up, and he shall depart, and it shall sweep him away out of his place; And He will cast upon him and not spare, Out of his hand, shall he, swiftly flee; He shall clap over him his hands, and shall hiss him forth out of his place.
All the days of the lawless man, he, doth writhe with pain, and, the number of years, is hidden from the tyrant; A noise of dreadful things, is in his ears, In prosperity, the destroyer cometh upon him; He hath no confidence to come back out of darkness, he, being destined to the power oft the sword; read more.
A wanderer, he, for bread, saying Where is it ? He knoweth that, prepared by his own hand, is the day of darkness; Distress and anguish shall startle him, It shall overpower him, like a king ready for the onset: Because he had stretched out - against GOD - his hand, and, against the Almighty, had been wont to behave himself proudly; He used to run against him with uplifted neck, with the stout bosses of his bucklers; For he had covered his face with his fatness, and had gathered a superabundance on his loins; And had inhabited demolished cities, houses, wherein men would not dwell, that were destined to become heaps. He shall not be rich, nor shall his substance continue, neither shall their shadow stretch along on the earth; He shall not depart out of darkness, his young branch, shall the flame dry up, and he shall depart, by the breath of his own mouth! Let no one trust in him that - by vanity - is deceived, for, vanity, shall be his recompense; Before his day, shall it be accomplished, with, his palm-top, not covered with leaves; He shall wrong - like a vine - his sour grapes, and shall cast off - as an olive-tree - his blossom. For, the family of the impious, is unfruitful, and, a fire, hath devoured the tents of bribery; Conceiving mischief, and bringing forth iniquity, yea, their inmost soul, prepareth deceit.
A wanderer, he, for bread, saying Where is it ? He knoweth that, prepared by his own hand, is the day of darkness; Distress and anguish shall startle him, It shall overpower him, like a king ready for the onset: Because he had stretched out - against GOD - his hand, and, against the Almighty, had been wont to behave himself proudly; He used to run against him with uplifted neck, with the stout bosses of his bucklers; For he had covered his face with his fatness, and had gathered a superabundance on his loins; And had inhabited demolished cities, houses, wherein men would not dwell, that were destined to become heaps. He shall not be rich, nor shall his substance continue, neither shall their shadow stretch along on the earth; He shall not depart out of darkness, his young branch, shall the flame dry up, and he shall depart, by the breath of his own mouth! Let no one trust in him that - by vanity - is deceived, for, vanity, shall be his recompense; Before his day, shall it be accomplished, with, his palm-top, not covered with leaves; He shall wrong - like a vine - his sour grapes, and shall cast off - as an olive-tree - his blossom. For, the family of the impious, is unfruitful, and, a fire, hath devoured the tents of bribery; Conceiving mischief, and bringing forth iniquity, yea, their inmost soul, prepareth deceit.
That, the joy-shout of the lawless, is short, and, the rejoicing of the impious, for a moment? Though his elevation mount up to the heavens, and, his head, to the clouds, doth reach, Like his own stubble, shall he utterly perish, They who had seen him, shall say, Where is he? read more.
Like a dream, shall he fly away, and they shall not find him, yea he shall be chased away, as a vision of the night. The eye that hath scanned him, shall not do it again, neither, any more, shall his place behold him: His children, shall seek the favour of the poor, and, his own hand, shall give back his wealth. His bones, are full of youthful vigour, yet, with him - in the dust, shall it lie down. Though, a sweet taste in his mouth, be given by vice, though he hide it under his tongue; Though he spare it, and will not let it go, but retain it in the midst of his mouth, His food, in his stomach, is changed, the gall of adders, within him! Wealth, hath he swallowed, and hath vomited the same, Out of his belly, shall, GOD, drive it forth: The poison of adders, shall he suck, The tongue of the viper shall slay him; Let him not see in the channels the flowings of torrents of honey and milk. In vain, he toiled, he shall not swallow, like wealth to be restored, in which he cannot exult! For he hath oppressed - hath forsaken the poor, A house, hath he seized, which he cannot rebuild. Surely he hath known no peace in his inmost mind, - With his dearest thing, shall he not get away: Nothing escaped his devouring greed, - For this cause, shall his prosperity not continue: When his abundance is gone, he shall be in straits, All the power of distress, shall come upon him. It shall be that, to fill his belly, he will thrust at him the glow of his anger, and rain it upon him for his punishment. He shall flee from the armour of iron, - There shall pierce him, a bow of bronze! He hath drawn it out, and it hath come forth out of his back, - yea the flashing arrow-head, out of his gall, There shall march on him - terrors: Every misfortune, is laid up for his treasures, - There shall consume, a fire, not blown up, - it shall destroy what remaineth in his tent: The heavens shall reveal his iniquity, and, the earth, be rising up against him: The increase of his house shall vanish, melting away in the day of his anger. This, is the portion of the lawless man, from God, and the inheritance decreed him from the Mighty One.
Like a dream, shall he fly away, and they shall not find him, yea he shall be chased away, as a vision of the night. The eye that hath scanned him, shall not do it again, neither, any more, shall his place behold him: His children, shall seek the favour of the poor, and, his own hand, shall give back his wealth. His bones, are full of youthful vigour, yet, with him - in the dust, shall it lie down. Though, a sweet taste in his mouth, be given by vice, though he hide it under his tongue; Though he spare it, and will not let it go, but retain it in the midst of his mouth, His food, in his stomach, is changed, the gall of adders, within him! Wealth, hath he swallowed, and hath vomited the same, Out of his belly, shall, GOD, drive it forth: The poison of adders, shall he suck, The tongue of the viper shall slay him; Let him not see in the channels the flowings of torrents of honey and milk. In vain, he toiled, he shall not swallow, like wealth to be restored, in which he cannot exult! For he hath oppressed - hath forsaken the poor, A house, hath he seized, which he cannot rebuild. Surely he hath known no peace in his inmost mind, - With his dearest thing, shall he not get away: Nothing escaped his devouring greed, - For this cause, shall his prosperity not continue: When his abundance is gone, he shall be in straits, All the power of distress, shall come upon him. It shall be that, to fill his belly, he will thrust at him the glow of his anger, and rain it upon him for his punishment. He shall flee from the armour of iron, - There shall pierce him, a bow of bronze! He hath drawn it out, and it hath come forth out of his back, - yea the flashing arrow-head, out of his gall, There shall march on him - terrors: Every misfortune, is laid up for his treasures, - There shall consume, a fire, not blown up, - it shall destroy what remaineth in his tent: The heavens shall reveal his iniquity, and, the earth, be rising up against him: The increase of his house shall vanish, melting away in the day of his anger. This, is the portion of the lawless man, from God, and the inheritance decreed him from the Mighty One.
Wherefore do, lawless men, live, advance in years, even wax mighty in power? Their seed, is established in their sight, along with them, yea their offspring, before their eyes; Their houses, are at peace, without dread, neither is, the rod of GOD, upon them; read more.
His bull, covereth, and causeth not aversion, His cow safely calveth, and casteth not her young; They send forth - like a flock - their young ones, and, their children, skip about for joy; They rejoice aloud as with timbrel and lyre, and make merry to the sound of the pipe; They complete, in prosperity, their days, and, in a moment to hades, they sink down. Yet they said unto GOD, Depart from us, and, In the knowledge of thy ways, find we no pleasure. What is the Almighty, that we should serve him? Or what shall we profit, that we should urge him? Lo! not in their own hand, is their welfare, The counsel of lawless men, is far from me! How oft, the lamp of the lawless, goeth out, and their calamity, cometh upon them, Sorrows, apportioneth he in his anger; They become as straw before the wind, and as chaff, which the storm stealeth away. Shall, GOD, reserve, for his children, his sorrow? Let him recompense him so that he may know it; His own eyes, shall see his misfortune, and, the wrath of the Almighty, shall he drink. For what shall be his pleasure in his house after him, when, the number of his months, is cut in twain? Is it, to GOD, one can teach knowledge, seeing that, he, shall judge, them who are on high? This, man dieth, in the very perfection of his prosperity, wholly tranquil and secure; His veins, are filled with nourishment, and, the marrow of his bones, is fresh; Whereas, this other man, dieth, in bitterness of soul, and hath never tasted good fortune: Together, in the dust, they lie down, and, the worm, spreadeth a covering over them. Lo! I know your plans, and the devices, wherewith ye would do me violence! For ye say, Where is the house of the noble-minded? And where the dwelling-tent of the lawless? Have ye not asked the passers-by in the way? And, their signs, can ye not recognise? That, to the day of calamity, is the wicked reserved, to the day of indignant visitation, are they led. Who can declare - to his face - his way? And, what, he, hath done, who shall recompense to him? Yet, he, to the graves, is borne, and, over the tomb, one keepeth watch; Pleasant to him are the mounds of the torrent-bed, - and, after him, doth every man march, as, before him, there were without number.
His bull, covereth, and causeth not aversion, His cow safely calveth, and casteth not her young; They send forth - like a flock - their young ones, and, their children, skip about for joy; They rejoice aloud as with timbrel and lyre, and make merry to the sound of the pipe; They complete, in prosperity, their days, and, in a moment to hades, they sink down. Yet they said unto GOD, Depart from us, and, In the knowledge of thy ways, find we no pleasure. What is the Almighty, that we should serve him? Or what shall we profit, that we should urge him? Lo! not in their own hand, is their welfare, The counsel of lawless men, is far from me! How oft, the lamp of the lawless, goeth out, and their calamity, cometh upon them, Sorrows, apportioneth he in his anger; They become as straw before the wind, and as chaff, which the storm stealeth away. Shall, GOD, reserve, for his children, his sorrow? Let him recompense him so that he may know it; His own eyes, shall see his misfortune, and, the wrath of the Almighty, shall he drink. For what shall be his pleasure in his house after him, when, the number of his months, is cut in twain? Is it, to GOD, one can teach knowledge, seeing that, he, shall judge, them who are on high? This, man dieth, in the very perfection of his prosperity, wholly tranquil and secure; His veins, are filled with nourishment, and, the marrow of his bones, is fresh; Whereas, this other man, dieth, in bitterness of soul, and hath never tasted good fortune: Together, in the dust, they lie down, and, the worm, spreadeth a covering over them. Lo! I know your plans, and the devices, wherewith ye would do me violence! For ye say, Where is the house of the noble-minded? And where the dwelling-tent of the lawless? Have ye not asked the passers-by in the way? And, their signs, can ye not recognise? That, to the day of calamity, is the wicked reserved, to the day of indignant visitation, are they led. Who can declare - to his face - his way? And, what, he, hath done, who shall recompense to him? Yet, he, to the graves, is borne, and, over the tomb, one keepeth watch; Pleasant to him are the mounds of the torrent-bed, - and, after him, doth every man march, as, before him, there were without number.
Boundaries, men move back, flocks, they seize and consume; The ass of the fatherless, they drive off, they take in pledge the ox of the widow; They turn aside the needy out of the way, at once, are the humbled of the land made to hide themselves. read more.
Lo! as wild asses in the wilderness, they go forth with their work, eager seekers for prey, the waste plain, yieldeth them food for their young; In the field - -a man's fodder, they cut down, and, the vineyard of the lawless, they strip of its late berries; Ill-clad, they are left to lodge without clothing, and have no covering in the cold; With the sweeping rain of the mountains, are they wet, and, through having no shelter, they embrace a rock. Men tear, from the breast, the fatherless, and, over the poor, they take a pledge; Naked, they go about without clothing, and, famished, they carry the sheaves; Between their walls, are they exposed to the sun, Wine-presses, they tread, and yet are thirsty; Out of the city - out of the houses, they make outcry. and, the soul of the wounded, calleth for help, and, GOD, doth not regard it as foolish. They, have become rebels against the light, - they are not acquainted with the ways thereof, neither abide they in the paths thereof. With the light, riseth the murderer, He slayeth the poor and needy, And, in the night, he becometh like a thief. And, the eye of the adulterer, watcheth for the evening twilight, saying, Not an eye will see me! A covering for the face, he putteth on; He breaketh, in the dark, into houses, - By day, they lock themselves in, They know not the light; For, in the case of all such, morning to them is the death-shade, For, to be recognised, is a death-shade terror. Swift is he on the face of the waters, Speedily vanished their share in the land, He turneth not to the way of the vineyards. Drought and heat, steal away snow water, Hades, them who have sinned. Maternal love shall forget him, the worm shall find him sweet, No more shall he be remembered, but perversity shall be shivered like a tree. He oppresseth the barren who beareth not, and, to the widow, he doeth not good; Yea he draggeth along the mighty by his strength, He riseth up, and none hath assurance of life; It is given him to be secure, and confident, yet, his eyes, are upon their ways. They are exalted a little, and are not, Yea having been laid low, like all men, are they gathered, Even as the top of an ear of corn, do they hang down.
Lo! as wild asses in the wilderness, they go forth with their work, eager seekers for prey, the waste plain, yieldeth them food for their young; In the field - -a man's fodder, they cut down, and, the vineyard of the lawless, they strip of its late berries; Ill-clad, they are left to lodge without clothing, and have no covering in the cold; With the sweeping rain of the mountains, are they wet, and, through having no shelter, they embrace a rock. Men tear, from the breast, the fatherless, and, over the poor, they take a pledge; Naked, they go about without clothing, and, famished, they carry the sheaves; Between their walls, are they exposed to the sun, Wine-presses, they tread, and yet are thirsty; Out of the city - out of the houses, they make outcry. and, the soul of the wounded, calleth for help, and, GOD, doth not regard it as foolish. They, have become rebels against the light, - they are not acquainted with the ways thereof, neither abide they in the paths thereof. With the light, riseth the murderer, He slayeth the poor and needy, And, in the night, he becometh like a thief. And, the eye of the adulterer, watcheth for the evening twilight, saying, Not an eye will see me! A covering for the face, he putteth on; He breaketh, in the dark, into houses, - By day, they lock themselves in, They know not the light; For, in the case of all such, morning to them is the death-shade, For, to be recognised, is a death-shade terror. Swift is he on the face of the waters, Speedily vanished their share in the land, He turneth not to the way of the vineyards. Drought and heat, steal away snow water, Hades, them who have sinned. Maternal love shall forget him, the worm shall find him sweet, No more shall he be remembered, but perversity shall be shivered like a tree. He oppresseth the barren who beareth not, and, to the widow, he doeth not good; Yea he draggeth along the mighty by his strength, He riseth up, and none hath assurance of life; It is given him to be secure, and confident, yet, his eyes, are upon their ways. They are exalted a little, and are not, Yea having been laid low, like all men, are they gathered, Even as the top of an ear of corn, do they hang down.
By the sword, shah ye fall, Upon the boundary of Israel, will I judge you, - So shall, ye know that a Yahweh.
Then shalt thou say unto the people of the land Thus saith the Lord Yahweh concerning the inhabitants of Jerusalem, upon the so of Israel, Their bread, with anxious care, shall they eat, And their water in astonishment, shall they drink, - That there land may be deserted of her fulness because of the violence of all them who dwell therein: Yea the cities that are inhabited I shall be laid waste, And the land, shall become m astonish- men, - So shall ye know that, I am Yahweh.
And it shall come to pass that - whoso shall not come up out of the families of the earth unto Jerusalem, to bow down to the king, Yahweh of hosts, - there shall not, on them, be any rain. And, if the family of Egypt shall not come up, and shall not enter in, upon whom there falleth none, then shall smite them the plague wherewith Yahweh, did plague, the nations, because they came not up to celebrate the festival of booths. This, shall be the punishment of Egypt, - and the punishment of all the nations, when they come not up to celebrate the festival of booths.