They are all grievous revolters, going about with slanders; they are brass and iron: they all of them deal corruptly.

And the revolters have gone deep in making slaughter, but I am a rebuker of them all.

All their wickedness is in Gilgal: for there I hated them: for the wickedness of their doings I will drive them out of mine house, I will love them no more: all their princes are revolters.