3 Dismissing the day of calamity, you bring near the throne of violence.
4 Reclining on beds of ivory, sprawling on their couches, dining on lambs from the flock and calves from amid the stall,
5 chanting to the sound of harp like David, inventing their own instruments of song,
6 drinking wine from bowls, anointing with choice ointments— yet they are not sickened over the breakdown of Joseph.
7 Therefore now they will go into exile at the head of the exiles. Sprawling revelry will cease.
8 My Lord Adonai has sworn by Himself —declares Adonai Elohei-Tzva’ot— “I loathe the arrogance of Jacob, I despise his palaces, so I will shut down the city and everything in it.”
9 If ten people remain in one house, they will die.