4In that day doth [one] take up for you a simile, And he hath wailed a wailing of wo, He hath said, We have been utterly spoiled, The portion of my people He doth change, How doth He move toward me! To the backslider our fields He apportioneth.
5Therefore, thou hast no caster of a line by lot In the assembly of Jehovah.
6Ye do not prophesy -- they do prophesy, They do not prophesy to these, It doth not remove shame.
7Doth the house of Jacob say, `Hath the Spirit of Jehovah been shortened? Are these His doings?` Do not My words benefit the people that is walking uprightly?
8And yesterday My people for an enemy doth raise himself up, From the outer garment the honourable ornament ye strip off, From the confident passers by, Ye who are turning back from war.
9The women of My people ye cast out from its delightful house, From its sucklings ye take away My honour to the age.
10Rise and go, for this [is] not the rest, Because of uncleanness it doth corrupt, And corruption is powerful.
