8 At every place of worship people sleep on clothing that they have taken from the poor as security for debts. In the temple of their God they drink wine which they have taken from those who owe them money.
9 “And yet, my people, it was for your sake that I totally destroyed the Amorites, who were as tall as cedar trees and as strong as oaks.
10 I brought you out of Egypt, led you through the desert for forty years, and gave you the land of the Amorites to be your own.
11 I chose some of your sons to be prophets, and some of your young men to be Nazirites. Isn't this true, people of Israel? I, the Lord, have spoken.
12 But you made the Nazirites drink wine, and ordered the prophets not to speak my message.
13 And now I will crush you to the ground, and you will groan like a cart loaded with corn.
14 Not even fast runners will escape; strong men will lose their strength, and soldiers will not be able to save their own lives.