King James VersionIsaiah3

Isaiah

1 For, be­hold, the Lord, the LORD of hosts, doth take away from Jerusalem and from Ju­dah the stay and the staff, the whole stay of bread, and the whole stay of wa­ter, 2 The mighty man, and the man of war, the judge, and the prophet, and the pru­dent, and the an­cient, 3 The cap­tain of fifty, and the hon­ourable man, and the coun­sel­lor, and the cun­ning ar­ti­fi­cer, and the elo­quent or­a­tor. 4 And I will give chil­dren ­to be their princes, and babes shall rule over them. 5 And the peo­ple shall be op­pressed, ev­ery one by an­oth­er, and ev­ery one by his neigh­bour: the child shall be­have him­self proud­ly against the an­cient, and the base against the hon­ourable. 6 When a man shall take hold of his broth­er of the house of his fa­ther, saying, Thou hast cloth­ing, be thou our ruler, and let this ruin be un­der thy hand: 7 In that day shall he swear, say­ing, I will not be an heal­er; for in my house is nei­ther bread nor cloth­ing: make me not a ruler of the peo­ple. 8 For Jerusalem is ru­ined, and Ju­dah is fall­en: be­cause their tongue and their do­ings are against the LORD, to pro­voke the eyes of his glo­ry. 9 The shew of their coun­te­nance doth wit­ness against them; and they de­clare their sin as Sodom, they hide it not. Woe unto their soul! for they have re­ward­ed evil unto them­selves. 10 Say ye to the righ­teous, that it shall be well with him: for they shall eat the fruit of their do­ings. 11 Woe unto the wicked! it shall be ill with him: for the re­ward of his hands shall be giv­en him. 12 As for my peo­ple, chil­dren are their op­pres­sors, and wom­en rule over them. O my peo­ple, they which lead thee cause thee to err, and de­stroy the way of thy paths. 13 The LORD standeth up to plead, and standeth to judge the peo­ple. 14 The LORD will en­ter into judg­ment with the an­cients of his peo­ple, and the princes there­of: for ye have eat­en up the vine­yard; the spoil of the poor is in your hous­es. 15 What mean ye that ye beat my peo­ple to pieces, and grind the faces of the poor? saith the Lord GOD of hosts. 16 More­over the LORD saith, Be­cause the daugh­ters of Zion are haughty, and walk with stretched forth necks and wan­ton eyes, walk­ing and minc­ing as they go, and mak­ing a tin­kling with their feet: 17 There­fore the Lord will smite with a scab the crown of the head of the daugh­ters of Zion, and the LORD will dis­cov­er their se­cret parts. 18 In that day the Lord will take away the brav­ery of their tin­kling or­na­ments about their feet, and their cauls, and their round tires like the moon, 19 The chains, and the bracelets, and the muf­flers, 20 The bon­nets, and the or­na­ments of the legs, and the head­bands, and the tablets, and the ear­rings, 21 The rings, and nose jew­els, 22 The change­able suits of ap­par­el, and the man­tles, and the wim­ples, and the crisp­ing pins, 23 The glass­es, and the fine linen, and the hoods, and the vails. 24 And it shall come to pass, that in­stead of sweet smell there shall be stink; and in­stead of a gir­dle a rent; and in­stead of well set hair bald­ness; and in­stead of a stom­ach­er a gird­ing of sack­cloth; and burn­ing in­stead of beau­ty. 25 Thy men shall fall by the sword, and thy mighty in the war. 26 And her gates shall lament and mourn; and she being des­o­late shall sit upon the ground.