21 How is the faithful city become an harlot! It was full of judgment; righteousness lodged in it; But now murderers.
22 Thy silver is become dross, Thy wine mixed with water:
23 Thy princes are rebellious, and companions of thieves: Every one loveth gifts, and followeth after rewards: They judge not the fatherless, Neither doth the cause of the widow come unto them.
24 Therefore saith the Lord, the Lord of hosts, the mighty One of Israel, Ah, I will ease me of mine adversaries, And avenge me of mine enemies:
