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Ezekiel

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1 And it came to pass in the sixth year, in the sixth month, in the fifth day of the month, as I sat in mine house, and the el­ders of Ju­dah sat be­fore me, that the hand of the Lord GOD fell there upon me. 2 Then I be­held, and lo a like­ness as the ap­pear­ance of fire: from the ap­pear­ance of his loins even down­ward, fire; and from his loins even up­ward, as the ap­pear­ance of bright­ness, as the colour of am­ber. 3 And he put forth the form of an hand, and took me by a lock of mine head; and the spir­it lift­ed me up be­tween the earth and the heav­en, and brought me in the vi­sions of God to Jerusalem, to the door of the in­ner gate that looketh to­ward the north; where was the seat of the im­age of jeal­ousy, which pro­voketh to jeal­ousy. 4 And, be­hold, the glo­ry of the God of Is­rael was there, ac­cord­ing to the vi­sion that I saw in the plain. 5 Then said he unto me, Son of man, lift up thine eyes now the way to­ward the north. So I lift­ed up mine eyes the way to­ward the north, and be­hold north­ward at the gate of the al­tar this im­age of jeal­ousy in the en­try. 6 He said fur­ther­more unto me, Son of man, seest thou what they do? even the great abom­i­na­tions that the house of Is­rael com­mit­teth here, that I should go far off from my sanc­tu­ary? but turn thee yet again, and thou shalt see greater abom­i­na­tions. 7 And he brought me to the door of the court; and when I looked, be­hold a hole in the wall. 8 Then said he unto me, Son of man, dig now in the wall: and when I had digged in the wall, be­hold a door. 9 And he said unto me, Go in, and be­hold the wicked abom­i­na­tions that they do here. 10 So I went in and saw; and be­hold ev­ery form of creep­ing things, and abom­inable beasts, and all the idols of the house of Is­rael, pour­trayed upon the wall round about. 11 And there stood be­fore them sev­en­ty men of the an­cients of the house of Is­rael, and in the midst of them stood Jaaza­ni­ah the son of Shaphan, with ev­ery man his censer in his hand; and a thick cloud of in­cense went up. 12 Then said he unto me, Son of man, hast thou seen what the an­cients of the house of Is­rael do in the dark, ev­ery man in the cham­bers of his im­agery? for they say, The LORD seeth us not; the LORD hath for­sak­en the earth. 13 He said also unto me, Turn thee yet again, and thou shalt see greater abom­i­na­tions that they do. 14 Then he brought me to the door of the gate of the LORD'S house which was to­ward the north; and, be­hold, there sat wom­en weep­ing for Tam­muz. 15 Then said he unto me, Hast thou seen this, O son of man? turn thee yet again, and thou shalt see greater abom­i­na­tions than these. 16 And he brought me into the in­ner court of the LORD'S house, and, be­hold, at the door of the tem­ple of the LORD, be­tween the porch and the al­tar, were about five and twen­ty men, with their backs to­ward the tem­ple of the LORD, and their faces to­ward the east; and they wor­shipped the sun to­ward the east. 17 Then he said unto me, Hast thou seen this, O son of man? Is it a light thing to the house of Ju­dah that they com­mit the abom­i­na­tions which they com­mit here? for they have filled the land with vi­o­lence, and have re­turned to pro­voke me to anger: and, lo, they put the branch to their nose. 18 There­fore will I also deal in fury: mine eye shall not spare, nei­ther will I have pity: and though they cry in mine ears with a loud voice, yet will I not hear them.