1 They asked of Jehovah rain in a time of latter rain, Jehovah is making lightnings, And rain 'in' showers He doth give to them. To each -- the herb in the field.
2 Because the teraphim did speak iniquity, And the diviners have seen a falsehood, And dreams of the vanity they speak, 'With' vanity they give comfort, Therefore they have journeyed as a flock, They are afflicted, for there is no shepherd.
3 Against the shepherds did Mine anger burn, And against the he-goats I lay a charge, For inspected hath Jehovah of Hosts His flock, the house of Judah, And set them as His beauteous horse in battle.
4 From him 'is' a corner-stone, From him a nail, from him a battle-bow, From him goeth forth every exactor together.
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