Lamentations 1The Message (MSG)
Worthless, Cheap, Abject!
1 Oh, oh, oh . . .
2 She cries herself to sleep each night, tears soaking her pillow.
3 After years of pain and hard labor, Judah has gone into exile.
4 Zion’s roads weep, empty of pilgrims headed to the feasts.
5 Her enemies have become her masters. Her foes are living it up
6 All beauty has drained from Daughter Zion’s face.
7 Jerusalem remembers the day she lost everything,
8 Jerusalem, who outsinned the whole world, is an outcast.
9 She played fast and loose with life, she never considered tomorrow,
10 The enemy reached out to take all her favorite things. She watched
11 All the people groaned, so desperate for food, so desperate to stay alive
12 “And you passersby, look at me! Have you ever seen anything like this?
13 “He struck me with lightning, skewered me from head to foot,
14 “He wove my sins into a rope
15 “The Master piled up my best soldiers in a heap,
16 “For all this I weep, weep buckets of tears,
17 Zion reached out for help, but no one helped.
18 “God has right on his side. I’m the one who did wrong.
19 “I called to my friends; they betrayed me.
20 “O God, look at the trouble I’m in! My stomach in knots,
21 “Oh, listen to my groans. No one listens, no one cares.
22 “Take a good look at their evil ways and give it to them!
Lamentations 2The Message (MSG)
God Walked Away from His Holy Temple
2 Oh, oh, oh . . .
2 The Master, without a second thought, took Israel in one gulp.
3 His anger blazing, he knocked Israel flat,
4 Like an enemy, he aimed his bow, bared his sword,
5 The Master became the enemy. He had Israel for supper.
6 He plowed up his old trysting place, trashed his favorite rendezvous.
7 God abandoned his altar, walked away from his holy Temple
8 God drew up plans to tear down the walls of Daughter Zion.
9 Her city gates, iron bars and all, disappeared in the rubble:
10 The elders of Daughter Zion sit silent on the ground.
11 My eyes are blind with tears, my stomach in a knot.
12 Calling to their mothers, “I’m hungry! I’m thirsty!”
13 How can I understand your plight, dear Jerusalem?
14 Your prophets courted you with sweet talk.
15 Astonished, passersby can’t believe what they see.
16 But now your enemies gape, slack-jawed.
17 God did carry out, item by item, exactly what he said he’d do.
18 Give out heart-cries to the Master, dear repentant Zion.
19 As each night watch begins, get up and cry out in prayer.
20 “Look at us, God. Think it over. Have you ever treated anyone like this?
21 “Boys and old men lie in the gutters of the streets,
22 “You invited, like friends to a party, men to swoop down in attack
ObadiahThe Message (MSG)
Your World Will Collapse
1 Obadiah’s Message to Edom
“On your feet, prepare for battle;
2-4 “Listen to this, Edom:
5-14 “If thieves crept up on you,
15-18 “God’s Judgment Day is near
19-21 People from the south will take over the Esau mountains;
Revelation 14The Message (MSG)
A Perfect Offering
14 1-2 I saw—it took my breath away!—the Lamb standing on Mount Zion, 144,000 standing there with him, his Name and the Name of his Father inscribed on their foreheads. And I heard a voice out of Heaven, the sound like a cataract, like the crash of thunder.
2-5 And then I heard music, harp music and the harpists singing a new song before the Throne and the Four Animals and the Elders. Only the 144,000 could learn to sing the song. They were bought from earth, lived without compromise, virgin-fresh before God. Wherever the Lamb went, they followed. They were bought from humankind, firstfruits of the harvest for God and the Lamb. Not a false word in their mouths. A perfect offering.
Voices from Heaven
6-7 I saw another Angel soaring in Middle-Heaven. He had an Eternal Message to preach to all who were still on earth, every nation and tribe, every tongue and people. He preached in a loud voice, “Fear God and give him glory! His hour of judgment has come! Worship the Maker of Heaven and earth, salt sea and fresh water!”
8 A second Angel followed, calling out, “Ruined, ruined, Great Babylon ruined! She made all the nations drunk on the wine of her whoring!”
9-11 A third Angel followed, shouting, warning, “If anyone worships the Beast and its image and takes the mark on forehead or hand, that person will drink the wine of God’s wrath, prepared unmixed in his chalice of anger, and suffer torment from fire and brimstone in the presence of Holy Angels, in the presence of the Lamb. Smoke from their torment will rise age after age. No respite for those who worship the Beast and its image, who take the mark of its name.”
12 Meanwhile, the saints stand passionately patient, keeping God’s commands, staying faithful to Jesus.
13 I heard a voice out of Heaven, “Write this: Blessed are those who die in the Master from now on; how blessed to die that way!”
“Yes,” says the Spirit, “and blessed rest from their hard, hard work. None of what they’ve done is wasted; God blesses them for it all in the end.”
14-16 I looked up, I caught my breath!—a white cloud and one like the Son of Man sitting on it. He wore a gold crown and held a sharp sickle. Another Angel came out of the Temple, shouting to the Cloud-Enthroned, “Swing your sickle and reap. It’s harvest time. Earth’s harvest is ripe for reaping.” The Cloud-Enthroned gave a mighty sweep of his sickle, began harvesting earth in a stroke.
17-18 Then another Angel came out of the Temple in Heaven. He also had a sharp sickle. Yet another Angel, the one in charge of tending the fire, came from the Altar. He thundered to the Angel who held the sharp sickle, “Swing your sharp sickle. Harvest earth’s vineyard. The grapes are bursting with ripeness.”
19-20 The Angel swung his sickle, harvested earth’s vintage, and heaved it into the winepress, the giant winepress of God’s wrath. The winepress was outside the City. As the vintage was trodden, blood poured from the winepress as high as a horse’s bridle, a river of blood for two hundred miles.