2. I, the Lord God, have swornby my own namethat your time is coming.Not one of you will be left—you will be taken awayby sharp hooks.
3. You will be dragged through holesin your city walls,and you will be throwntowards Harmon.I, the Lord, have spoken!
4. Come to Bethel and Gilgal.Sin all you want!Offer sacrifices the next morningand bring a tenth of your cropson the third day.
5. Bring offerings to show mehow thankful you are.Gladly bring more offeringsthan I have demanded.You really love to do this.I, the Lord God, have spoken!
6. I, the Lord, took away the foodfrom every town and village,but still you rejected me.
7. Three months before harvest,I kept back the rain.Sometimes I would let it fallon one town or fieldbut not on another,and pastures dried up.
8. People from two or three townswould go to a townthat still had water,but it wasn't enough.Even then you rejected me.I, the Lord, have spoken!
9. I dried up your grain fields;your gardens and vineyardsturned brown.Locusts ate your fig treesand olive orchards,but even then you rejected me.I, the Lord, have spoken!