1 The righteous perishes,
And no man takes it to heart;
Merciful men are taken away,
While no one considers
That the righteous is taken away from [a]evil.
They shall rest in their beds,
Each one walking in his uprightness.
You sons of the sorceress,
You offspring of the adulterer and the harlot!
Against whom do you make a wide mouth
And stick out the tongue?
Are you not children of transgression,
Offspring of falsehood,
Slaying the children in the valleys,
Under the clefts of the rocks?
Is your portion;
They, they, are your lot!
Even to them you have poured a drink offering,
You have offered a grain offering.
Should I receive comfort in these?
You have set your bed;
Even there you went up
To offer sacrifice.
You have set up your remembrance;
For you have uncovered yourself to those other than Me,
And have gone up to them;
You have enlarged your bed
And [b]made a covenant with them;
You have loved their bed,
Where you saw their [c]nudity.
And increased your perfumes;
You sent your messengers far off,
And even descended to Sheol.
Yet you did not say, ‘There is no hope.’
You have found the life of your hand;
Therefore you were not grieved.
That you have lied
And not remembered Me,
Nor taken it to your heart?
Is it not because I have [d]held My peace from of old
That you do not fear Me?
And your works,
For they will not profit you.
Let your collection of idols deliver you.
But the wind will carry them all away,
A breath will take them.
But he who puts his trust in Me shall possess the land,
And shall inherit My holy mountain.”
14 And one shall say,
“Heap it up! Heap it up!
Prepare the way,
Take the stumbling block out of the way of My people.”
Who inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy:
“I dwell in the high and holy place,
With him who has a contrite and humble spirit,
To revive the spirit of the humble,
And to revive the heart of the contrite ones.
Nor will I always be angry;
For the spirit would fail before Me,
And the souls which I have made.
I was angry and struck him;
I hid and was angry,
And he went on [e]backsliding in the way of his heart.
I will also lead him,
And restore comforts to him
And to his mourners.
Peace, peace to him who is far off and to him who is near,”
Says the Lord,
“And I will heal him.”
When it cannot rest,
Whose waters cast up mire and dirt.
Says my God, “for the wicked.”