King James VersionEzekiel13

Ezekiel

1 And the word of the LORD came unto me, say­ing, 2 Son of man, proph­esy against the prophets of Is­rael that proph­esy, and say thou unto them that proph­esy out of their own hearts, Hear ye the word of the LORD; 3 Thus saith the Lord GOD; Woe unto the fool­ish prophets, that fol­low their own spir­it, and have seen noth­ing! 4 O Is­rael, thy prophets are like the fox­es in the deserts. 5 Ye have not gone up into the gaps, nei­ther made up the hedge for the house of Is­rael to stand in the bat­tle in the day of the LORD. 6 They have seen van­i­ty and ly­ing div­ina­tion, say­ing, The LORD saith: and the LORD hath not sent them: and they have made others to hope that they would con­firm the word. 7 Have ye not seen a vain vi­sion, and have ye not spo­ken a ly­ing div­ina­tion, where­as ye say, The LORD saith it; al­beit I have not spo­ken? 8 There­fore thus saith the Lord GOD; Be­cause ye have spo­ken van­i­ty, and seen lies, there­fore, be­hold, I am against you, saith the Lord GOD. 9 And mine hand shall be upon the prophets that see van­i­ty, and that di­vine lies: they shall not be in the as­sem­bly of my peo­ple, nei­ther shall they be writ­ten in the writ­ing of the house of Is­rael, nei­ther shall they en­ter into the land of Is­rael; and ye shall know that I am the Lord GOD. 10 Be­cause, even be­cause they have se­duced my peo­ple, say­ing, Peace; and there was no peace; and one built up a wall, and, lo, oth­ers daubed it with un­tem­pered morter: 11 Say unto them which daub it with un­tem­pered morter, that it shall fall: there shall be an over­flow­ing show­er; and ye, O great hail­stones, shall fall; and a stormy wind shall rend it. 12 Lo, when the wall is fall­en, shall it not be said unto you, Where is the daub­ing where­with ye have daubed it? 13 There­fore thus saith the Lord GOD; I will even rend it with a stormy wind in my fury; and there shall be an over­flow­ing show­er in mine anger, and great hail­stones in my fury to con­sume it. 14 So will I break down the wall that ye have daubed with un­tem­pered morter, and bring it down to the ground, so that the foun­da­tion there­of shall be dis­cov­ered, and it shall fall, and ye shall be con­sumed in the midst there­of: and ye shall know that I am the LORD. 15 Thus will I ac­com­plish my wrath upon the wall, and upon them that have daubed it with un­tem­pered morter, and will say unto you, The wall is no more, nei­ther they that daubed it; 16 ­To wit, the prophets of Is­rael which proph­esy con­cern­ing Jerusalem, and which see vi­sions of peace for her, and there is no peace, saith the Lord GOD. 17 Like­wise, thou son of man, set thy face against the daugh­ters of thy peo­ple, which proph­esy out of their own heart; and proph­esy thou against them, 18 And say, Thus saith the Lord GOD; Woe to the women that sew pil­lows to all arm­holes, and make ker­chiefs upon the head of ev­ery stature to hunt souls! Will ye hunt the souls of my peo­ple, and will ye save the souls alive that come unto you? 19 And will ye pol­lute me among my peo­ple for hand­fuls of bar­ley and for pieces of bread, to slay the souls that should not die, and to save the souls alive that should not live, by your ly­ing to my peo­ple that hear your lies? 20 Where­fore thus saith the Lord GOD; Be­hold, I am against your pil­lows, where­with ye there hunt the souls to make them fly, and I will tear them from your arms, and will let the souls go, even the souls that ye hunt to make them fly. 21 Your ker­chiefs also will I tear, and de­liv­er my peo­ple out of your hand, and they shall be no more in your hand to be hunt­ed; and ye shall know that I am the LORD. 22 Be­cause with lies ye have made the heart of the righ­teous sad, whom I have not made sad; and strength­ened the hands of the wicked, that he should not re­turn from his wicked way, by promis­ing him life: 23 There­fore ye shall see no more van­i­ty, nor di­vine div­ina­tions: for I will de­liv­er my peo­ple out of your hand: and ye shall know that I am the LORD.