Isaiah 1:5-9

Isaiah 1:5-9

5
For what shall I strike you any more, you that increase transgression? the whole head is sick, and the whole heart is sad.
6
From the sole of the foot unto the top of the head, there is no soundness therein: wounds and bruises and swelling sores: they are not bound up, nor dressed, nor fomented with oil.
7
Your land is desolate, your cities are burnt with fire: your country strangers devour before your face, and it shall be desolate as when wasted by enemies.
8
And the daughter of Sion shall be left as a covert in a vineyard, and as a lodge in a garden of cucumbers, and as a city that is laid waste.
9
Except the Lord of hosts had left us seed, we had been as Sodom, and we should have been like to Gomorrha.
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