When the wall has collapsed, people will ask you, “Where is the whitewash you coated it with?”p>

Do I actually delight in the death of the wicked, declares the sovereign <sc>Lordsc>? Do I not prefer that he turn from his wicked conduct and live?p>

When your people<n id="1" /> say to you, &#8216;Will you not tell us what these things mean?&#8217;

Have you not seen a false vision and announced a lying omen when you say, &#8220;the <sc>Lordsc> declares,&#8221; although I myself never spoke?p>

<p class="poetry">Consider! It is planted, but will it prosper?p> <p class="poetry">Will it not wither completely when the east wind blows on it?p> <p class="poetry">Will it not wither in the soil where it sprouted?&#8217;&#8221;p>

<p class="bodytext">&#8220;Therefore, prophesy, son of man, and say to Gog: &#8216;This is what the sovereign <sc>Lordsc> says: On that day when my people Israel are living securely, you will take notice<n id="1" />

<p class="bodytext">&#8220;&#8216;Say to them: This is what the sovereign <sc>Lordsc> says:p> <p class="poetry">&#8220;&#8216;Will it prosper?p> <p class="poetry">Will he not rip out its rootsp> <p class="poetry">and cause its fruit to rot<n id="1" /> and wither?p> <p class="poetry">All its foliage<n id="2" /> will wither.p> <p class="poetry">No strong arm or large armyp> <p class="poetry">will be needed to pull it out by its roots.<n id="3" />p>

<p class="bodytext">&#8220;And you, son of man, this is what will happen on the day I take<n id="1" /> from them their stronghold &#8211; their beautiful source of joy, the object in which their eyes delight, and the main concern of their lives,<n id="2" /> as well as their sons and daughters:<n id="3" />

&#8220;Son of man, prophesy against the shepherds<n id="1" /> of Israel; prophesy, and say to them &#8211; to the shepherds: &#8216;This is what the sovereign <sc>Lordsc> says: Woe to the shepherds of Israel who have been feeding themselves! Should not shepherds feed the flock?