Isaiah 5:8–17

⁸Woe unto them that add house to house, that join field to field, until there is no more room, and that ye dwell yourselves alone in the midst of the land! ⁹In mine ears Jehovah of hosts hath said, Many houses shall assuredly become a desolation, great and excellent ones, without inhabitant. ¹⁰Yea, ten acres of vineyard shall yield one bath, and a homer of seed shall yield an ephah. ¹¹Woe unto them that, rising early in the morning, run after strong drink; that linger till twilight, till wine inflameth them! ¹²And harp and lyre, tambour and flute, and wine are in their banquets; but they regard not the work of Jehovah, nor do they see the operation of his hands. ¹³Therefore my people are led away captive from lack of knowledge, and their nobility die of famine, and their multitude are parched with thirst. ¹⁴Therefore doth Sheol enlarge its desire, and open its mouth without measure; and her splendour shall descend into it, and her multitude, and her tumult, and all that is joyful within her. ¹⁵And the mean man shall be bowed down, and the great man brought low, and the eyes of the lofty shall be brought low; ¹⁶and Jehovah of hosts shall be exalted in judgment, and the holy •God hallowed in righteousness. ¹⁷And the lambs shall feed as on their pasture, and the waste places of the fat ones shall strangers eat.