<t /><p class="poetry">Woe<n id="1" /> to those who live in ease in Zion,<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">to those who feel secure on Mount Samaria.p> <p class="poetry">They think of themselves as<n id="3" /> the elite class of the best nation.p> <p class="poetry">The family<n id="4" /> of Israel looks to them for leadership.<n id="5" />p>

<p class="poetry">&#8220;Look! I am about to bring<n id="1" /> a nation against you, family<n id="2" /> of Israel.&#8221;p> <p class="poetry">The <sc>Lordsc>, the God who commands armies, is speaking.p> <p class="poetry">&#8220;They will oppress<n id="3" /> you all the way from Lebo-Hamath<n id="4" /> to the Stream of the Arabah.&#8221;<n id="5" />p>

<p class="poetry">&#8220;For look, I am giving a commandp> <p class="poetry">and I will shake the family of Israel together with all the nations.p> <p class="poetry">It will resemble a sieve being shaken,p> <p class="poetry">when not even a pebble falls to the ground.<n id="1" />p>

<p class="poetry">As a result they<n id="1" /> will conquer those left in Edom<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">and all the nations subject to my rule.&#8221;<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">The <sc>Lordsc>, who is about to do this, is speaking!p>