King James VersionZechariah7

Zechariah

1 And it came to pass in the fourth year of king Dar­ius, that the word of the LORD came unto Zechari­ah in the fourth day of the ninth month, even in Chisleu; 2 When they had sent unto the house of God Sherez­er and Regem­m­elech, and their men, to pray be­fore the LORD, 3 And to speak unto the priests which were in the house of the LORD of hosts, and to the prophets, say­ing, Should I weep in the fifth month, sep­a­rat­ing my­self, as I have done these so many years? 4 Then came the word of the LORD of hosts unto me, say­ing, 5 Speak unto all the peo­ple of the land, and to the priests, say­ing, When ye fast­ed and mourned in the fifth and sev­enth month, even those sev­en­ty years, did ye at all fast unto me, even to me? 6 And when ye did eat, and when ye did drink, did not ye eat ­for yourselves, and drink ­for yourselves? 7 Should ye not hear the words which the LORD hath cried by the for­mer prophets, when Jerusalem was in­hab­it­ed and in pros­per­i­ty, and the cities there­of round about her, when men in­hab­it­ed the south and the plain? 8 And the word of the LORD came unto Zechari­ah, say­ing, 9 Thus speaketh the LORD of hosts, say­ing, Ex­e­cute true judg­ment, and shew mer­cy and com­pas­sions ev­ery man to his broth­er: 10 And op­press not the wid­ow, nor the fa­ther­less, the stranger, nor the poor; and let none of you imag­ine evil against his broth­er in your heart. 11 But they re­fused to hear­ken, and pulled away the shoul­der, and stopped their ears, that they should not hear. 12 Yea, they made their hearts as an adamant stone, lest they should hear the law, and the words which the LORD of hosts hath sent in his spir­it by the for­mer prophets: there­fore came a great wrath from the LORD of hosts. 13 There­fore it is come to pass, that as he cried, and they would not hear; so they cried, and I would not hear, saith the LORD of hosts: 14 But I scat­tered them with a whirl­wind among all the na­tions whom they knew not. Thus the land was des­o­late af­ter them, that no man passed through nor re­turned: for they laid the pleas­ant land des­o­late.