¹⁰ Yea, behold, being planted, shall it prosper? shall it not utterly wither, when the east wind toucheth it? it shall wither in the furrows where it grew.

²⁷ Thy first father hath sinned, and thy teachers have transgressed against me.

¹ Woe to the bloody city! It is all full of lies and robbery. The prey doesn't depart.