A wind lifted me up and carried me away. I went bitterly,<n id="1" /> my spirit full of fury, and the hand of the <sc>Lordsc> rested powerfully<n id="2" /> on me.

<p class="bodytext">&#8220;&#8216;See here &#8211; this was the iniquity<n id="1" /> of your sister Sodom: She and her daughters had majesty, abundance of food, and enjoyed carefree ease, but they did not help<n id="2" /> the poor and needy.

&#8220;You, son of man, mark out two routes for the king of Babylon&#8217;s sword to take; both of them will originate in a single land. Make a signpost and put it at the beginning of the road leading to the city.

Now the hand of the <sc>Lordsc> had been on me<n id="1" /> the evening before the refugee reached me, but the <sc>Lordsc><n id="2" /> opened my mouth by the time the refugee arrived<n id="3" /> in the morning; he opened my mouth and I was no longer unable to speak.<n id="4" />