3 O you who put far away the day of disaster and bring near the seat of violence?
4 “Woe to those who lie on beds of ivory and stretch themselves out on their couches,and eat lambs from the flock and calves from the midst of the stall,
5 who sing idle songs to the sound of the harpand like David invent for themselves instruments of music,
6 who drink wine in bowlsand anoint themselves with the finest oils,but are not grieved over the ruin of Joseph!
7 Therefore they shall now be the first of those who go into exile,and the revelry of those who stretch themselves out shall pass away.”
8 The Lord God has sworn by himself, declares the Lord, the God of hosts:“I abhor the pride of Jacoband hate his strongholds, and I will deliver up the city and all that is in it.”
9 And if ten men remain in one house, they shall die.