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Hear, heavens,
    and listen, earth; for Yahweh[a] has spoken:
“I have nourished and brought up children
    and they have rebelled against me.
The ox knows his owner,
    and the donkey his master’s crib;
    but Israel doesn’t know.
    My people don’t consider.”
Ah sinful nation,
    a people loaded with iniquity,
    offspring[b] of evildoers,
    children who deal corruptly!
They have forsaken Yahweh.
    They have despised the Holy One of Israel.
    They are estranged and backward.
Why should you be beaten more,
    that you revolt more and more?
The whole head is sick,
    and the whole heart faint.
From the sole of the foot even to the head there is no soundness in it:
    wounds, welts, and open sores.
    They haven’t been closed, bandaged, or soothed with oil.
Your country is desolate.
    Your cities are burned with fire.
    Strangers devour your land in your presence
    and it is desolate,
    as overthrown by strangers.
The daughter of Zion is left like a shelter in a vineyard,
    like a hut in a field of melons,
    like a besieged city.
Unless Yahweh of Armies had left to us a very small remnant,
    we would have been as Sodom.
    We would have been like Gomorrah.

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Footnotes

  1. 1:2 “Yahweh” is God’s proper Name, sometimes rendered “LORD” (all caps) in other translations.
  2. 1:4 or, seed

Judah on Trial

Listen, heavens, and pay attention, earth,(A)
for the Lord has spoken:
“I have raised children[a] and brought them up,
but they have rebelled against Me.(B)
The ox knows its owner,
and the donkey its master’s feeding trough,
but Israel does not know;
My people do not understand.”(C)

Oh sinful nation,
people weighed down with iniquity,(D)
brood of evildoers,(E)
depraved children![b]
They have abandoned(F) the Lord;
they have despised(G) the Holy One of Israel;(H)
they have turned their backs on Him.

Why do you want more beatings?
Why do you keep on rebelling?
The whole head is hurt,
and the whole heart is sick.
From the sole of the foot even to the head,(I)
no spot is uninjured(J)
wounds, welts, and festering sores
not cleansed, bandaged,
or soothed with oil.

Your land is desolate,
your cities burned with fire;(K)
foreigners devour your fields
before your very eyes—
a desolation demolished by foreigners.
Daughter Zion(L) is abandoned
like a shelter in a vineyard,
like a shack in a cucumber field,
like a besieged city.
If the Lord of Hosts(M)
had not left us a few survivors,(N)
we would be like Sodom,
we would resemble Gomorrah.(O)

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Footnotes

  1. Isaiah 1:2 Or sons
  2. Isaiah 1:4 Or sons