8 But lately my people have risen up as an enemy;you strip the rich robe from those who pass by trustinglywith no thought of war.
9 The women of my people you drive outfrom their delightful houses;from their young children you take awaymy splendor forever.
10 Arise and go,for this is no place to rest,because of uncleanness that destroyswith a grievous destruction.
11 If a man should go about and utter wind and lies,saying, “I will preach to you of wine and strong drink,”he would be the preacher for this people!
12 I will surely assemble all of you, O Jacob; I will gather the remnant of Israel;I will set them togetherlike sheep in a fold, like a flock in its pasture,a noisy multitude of men.
13 He who opens the breach goes up before them;they break through and pass the gate, going out by it.Their king passes on before them, the Lord at their head.