Then you must recall the Lord’s instructions and the prophetic testimony of what would happen. Certainly they say such things because their minds are spiritually darkened.

As I have done to Samaria and its idols, so I will do to Jerusalem and its idols.”

Wild dogs will yip in her ruined fortresses, jackals will yelp in the once-splendid palaces. Her time is almost up, her days will not be prolonged.

The evergreens also rejoice over your demise, as do the cedars of Lebanon, singing, ‘Since you fell asleep, no woodsman comes up to chop us down!’

Is this the one who made the world like a desert, who ruined its cities, and refused to free his prisoners so they could return home?”’

We have heard about Moab’s pride, their great arrogance, their boasting, pride, and excess. But their boastful claims are empty!

Egypt will not be able to do a thing, head or tail, shoots and stalk.

In the past he said to them, “This is where security can be found. Provide security for the one who is exhausted! This is where rest can be found.” But they refused to listen.

In just a very short time Lebanon will turn into an orchard, and the orchard will be considered a forest.

They travel down to Egypt without seeking my will, seeking Pharaoh’s protection, and looking for safety in Egypt’s protective shade.

For these are rebellious people – they are lying children, children unwilling to obey the Lord’s law.

Highways are empty, there are no travelers. Treaties are broken, witnesses are despised, human life is treated with disrespect.

This is what the king says: ‘Don’t let Hezekiah mislead you, for he is not able to rescue you!

He will go back the way he came – he will not enter this city,’ says the Lord.

When you will look for your opponents, you will not find them; your enemies will be reduced to absolutely nothing.

I am the Lord! That is my name! I will not share my glory with anyone else, or the praise due me with idols.

I, I am the one who blots out your rebellious deeds for my sake; your sins I do not remember.

For the sake of my servant Jacob, Israel, my chosen one, I call you by name and give you a title of respect, even though you do not recognize me.

I am the Lord, I have no peer, there is no God but me. I arm you for battle, even though you do not recognize me.

Together they bend low and kneel down; they are unable to rescue the images; they themselves head off into captivity.