11 I raised up some of your children to be prophetsand some of your youth to be nazirites.Isn’t this so, people of Israel?says the Lord.
12 But you made the nazirites drink wine,and commanded the prophets,saying, "You won’t prophesy."
13 So now I will oppress you,just like a cart is weighed downwhen it is full of harvested grain.
14 Fast runners will find no refuge;the strong will lose their strength;the mighty will be unable to save their lives.
15 Those who shoot the bow won’t survive.Fast runners won’t escape;those who ride horses won’t save themselves.
16 The bravest warriorwill flee away naked in that day,says the Lord.