Isaiah 1:6-8

The Voice

^5-6 Why do you insist on taking a beating?
    Why do you persist in such reckless rebellion?
Your bodies already suffer head to toe—
    your heads ache and hearts flutter;
Your skin is covered with bruises,
    swollen with welts, and gaping with wounds,
    with no tending, no healing, no soothing.
⁷ Your country is a waste.
    Your cities are dead, sooty rubble.
Your farms and fields are consumed,
    everything you worked for destroyed
    by foreign armies as you look on—helplessly.

⁸ Zion, our portion of heaven on earth, is no longer protected;
    Jerusalem stands like a watchman’s shelter in a vineyard,
Like a hut in a melon field,
    like a city assaulted and besieged.