Wealthy leaders in Zion and Samaria lie on beds of ivory and drink wine in bowls while the LORD condemns their pride across 14 verses of prophetic woe.
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Lyrics
Woe to those at ease in Zion And to those who feel secure on the mountain of Samaria
You who put far away the day of disaster But you bring near the seat of violence Who lie on beds of ivory And stretch themselves on their couches
Who eat lambs out of the flock And calves out of the middle of the herd Who sing idle songs to the sound of the harp Like David inventing instruments of music
Who drink wine in bowls and anoint themselves With the finest oils But you are not grieved for the affliction of Joseph
Therefore now they shall go into captivity At the head of those who go into exile The revelry of those who stretch themselves shall pass away
The LORD has sworn by himself I abhor the pride of Jacob and hate his palaces Therefore I will deliver up the city
If ten men remain in one house They will die, and when a relative burns the bodies
They shall say, Be quiet for we must not mention The name of the LORD
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