Twenty-five leaders inside Jerusalem plot violence while the prophet watches one of them collapse mid-vision.
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Lyrics
The Spirit lifted me up Brought me to the east gate of the LORD’s house Twenty-five men at the door of the gate
These are the men who devise iniquity Who give wicked counsel in this city They say the time is not near to build houses This is the cauldron and we are the meat
Prophesy son of man The LORD’s Spirit fell on me The LORD says you have multiplied your slain You have filled its streets with the slain
Your slain whom you have laid in the middle They are the meat and this is the cauldron But you will be brought out of the middle of it I will execute judgements amongst you
You will fall by the sword I will judge you in the border of Israel You will know that I am the LORD This will not be your cauldron
Your brothers the men of your relatives All the house of Israel all of them Are those to whom the inhabitants of Jerusalem said Go far away from the LORD
Yet I will be to them a sanctuary For a little while in the countries where they have come I will gather you from the peoples Assemble you out of the countries where you have been scattered
I will give you the land of Israel I will give them one heart I will put a new spirit within them I will take the stony heart out of their flesh Give them a heart of flesh
That they may walk in my statutes Keep my ordinances and do them They will be my people And I will be their God
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Ezekiel 11 sung by Psalm Selah. The whole Bible, one chapter at a time.