19-21 I’m doubled up with cramps in my belly—
    a poker burns in my gut.
My insides are tearing me up,
    never a moment’s peace.
The ram’s horn trumpet blast rings in my ears,
    the signal for all-out war.
Disaster hard on the heels of disaster,
    the whole country in ruins!
In one stroke my home is destroyed,
    the walls flattened in the blink of an eye.
How long do I have to look at the warning flares,
    listen to the siren of danger?

Experts at Evil

22 “What fools my people are!
    They have no idea who I am.
A company of half-wits,
    dopes and donkeys all!
Experts at evil
    but klutzes at good.”

23-26 I looked at the earth—
    it was back to pre-Genesis chaos and emptiness.
I looked at the skies,
    and not a star to be seen.
I looked at the mountains—
    they were trembling like aspen leaves,
And all the hills
    rocking back and forth in the wind.
I looked—what’s this! Not a man or woman in sight,
    and not a bird to be seen in the skies.
I looked—this can’t be! Every garden and orchard shriveled up.
    All the towns were ghost towns.
And all this because of God,
    because of the blazing anger of God.

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21 How long must I see the battle standard(A)
    and hear the sound of the trumpet?(B)

22 “My people are fools;(C)
    they do not know me.(D)
They are senseless children;
    they have no understanding.(E)
They are skilled in doing evil;(F)
    they know not how to do good.”(G)

23 I looked at the earth,
    and it was formless and empty;(H)
and at the heavens,
    and their light(I) was gone.
24 I looked at the mountains,
    and they were quaking;(J)
    all the hills were swaying.
25 I looked, and there were no people;
    every bird in the sky had flown away.(K)
26 I looked, and the fruitful land was a desert;(L)
    all its towns lay in ruins(M)
    before the Lord, before his fierce anger.(N)

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