1 The sin of Judah is written with a pen of iron, With the point of a diamond, Graven on the tablet of their heart, And on the horns of your altars,
2 As their sons remember their altars and their shrines, By the green tree, by the high hills.
3 O My mountain in the field--thy strength, All thy treasures--for a prey I give, Thy high places for sin in all thy borders.
4 And thou hast let go--even through thyself, Of thine inheritance that I gave to thee, And I have caused thee to serve thine enemies, In a land that thou hast not known, For a fire ye have kindled in Mine anger, Unto the age it doth burn.
5 Thus said Jehovah: Cursed [is] the man who doth trust in man, And hath made flesh his arm, And from Jehovah whose heart turneth.