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Isaiah 3

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When Every Prop Is Removed

Chapter 3.

For look—the Father of heaven's armies is about to strip from Jerusalem and from Judah every support and supply: the whole supply of bread and the whole supply of water, the warrior and the soldier, the judge and the prophet, the fortune-teller and the elder, the commander of fifty and the man of rank, the counselor, the skilled craftsman, and the clever enchanter.

"I will make mere boys their officials, and childish whim will rule over them.

The people will oppress one another, each man against his neighbor; the young will rise up against the old, and the lowly against the honored. A man will seize his brother in his father's house and say, "You have a coat—you be our leader; take charge of this heap of ruins. But on that day he will cry out, "I am no healer! There is no bread and no coat in my house—you will not make me leader of the people. For Jerusalem has stumbled and Judah has fallen, because their words and their deeds are against our Father, defying his glorious presence. The look on their faces testifies against them; they flaunt their sin like Sodom—they do not hide it. How terrible for them, for they have brought disaster on themselves! Tell the righteous it will go well with them, for they will eat the fruit of their deeds. How terrible for the wicked! It will go badly for him, for what his hands have done will be repaid to him. My people—children are their oppressors, and women rule over them. My people, your guides lead you astray and have swallowed up the path you should walk.

Our Father takes his stand to bring his case; he rises to judge the peoples.

Our Father enters into judgment with the elders and officials of his people: "It is you who have devoured the vineyard; the plunder of the poor is in your houses. What do you mean by crushing my people and grinding the faces of the poor?" declares the Father of heaven's armies.

Our Father said: "Because the daughters of Zion are proud—walking with outstretched necks and flirting eyes, mincing along with quick little steps, jingling the anklets on their feet— therefore the Sovereign Father will strike the heads of the daughters of Zion with scabs, and our Father will lay bare their foreheads.

On that day the Sovereign Father will strip away their finery: the anklets, the headbands, the crescent ornaments, the earrings, the bracelets, the veils, the headdresses, the ankle chains, the sashes, the perfume flasks, the charms, the signet rings, the nose rings, the festival robes, the capes, the cloaks, the purses, the hand mirrors, the fine linen garments, the turbans, and the shawls.

Then, instead of perfume there will be a stench instead of a sash, a rope instead of elegantly styled hair, baldness instead of fine robes, a wrapping of coarse cloth branding instead of beauty. Your men will fall by the sword, your warriors in the battle. Her gates will mourn and lament; stripped bare, she will sit on the ground.

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