Caravans turn away from their routes,
go up into the desert, and perish.
The wicked are those who rebel against the light.
They do not recognize its ways
or stay on its paths.
They have not known the path of peace,
and there is no justice in their ways.
They have made their roads crooked;
no one who walks on them will know peace.
for her house sinks down to death
and her ways to the land of the departed spirits.
my son, don’t travel that road with them
or set foot on their path,
Their feet run after evil,
and they rush to shed innocent blood.
Their thoughts are sinful thoughts;
ruin and wretchedness are in their paths.
Youths oppress My people,
and women rule over them.
My people, your leaders mislead you;
they confuse the direction of your paths.
Therefore, this is what I will do:
I will block her way with thorns;
I will enclose her with a wall,
so that she cannot find her paths.