Many a man proclaims his own loyalty, but who can find a trustworthy man?
Then Zedekiah son of Chenaanah made iron horns and said, "This is what the LORD says: 'You will gore the Arameans with these until they are finished off.'"
For everyone who exalts himself will be humbled, and the one who humbles himself will be exalted."
"Two men went up to the temple complex to pray, one a Pharisee and the other a tax collector.
The Pharisee took his stand and was praying like this: 'God, I thank You that I'm not like other people-- greedy, unrighteous, adulterers, or even like this tax collector.
I fast twice a week; I give a tenth of everything I get.'
"But the tax collector, standing far off, would not even raise his eyes to heaven but kept striking his chest and saying, 'God, turn Your wrath from me-- a sinner!'
I tell you, this one went down to his house justified rather than the other; because everyone who exalts himself will be humbled, but the one who humbles himself will be exalted."
For such people are false apostles, deceitful workers, disguising themselves as apostles of Christ.
And no wonder! For Satan himself is disguised as an angel of light.
So it is no great thing if his servants also disguise themselves as servants of righteousness. Their destiny will be according to their works.
I repeat: no one should consider me a fool. But if [you do], at least accept me as a fool, so I too may boast a little.
What I say in this matter of boasting, I don't speak as the Lord would, but foolishly.
Since many boast from a human perspective, I will also boast.
By abandoning the straight path, they have gone astray and have followed the path of Balaam, the son of Bosor, who loved the wages of unrighteousness,
but received a rebuke for his transgression: a speechless donkey spoke with a human voice and restrained the prophet's madness.
These people are springs without water, mists driven by a whirlwind. The gloom of darkness has been reserved for them.
For uttering bombastic, empty words, they seduce, by fleshly desires and debauchery, people who have barely escaped from those who live in error.
They promise them freedom, but they themselves are slaves of corruption, since people are enslaved to whatever defeats them.
These are the ones who are like dangerous reefs at your love feasts. They feast with you, nurturing only themselves without fear. They are waterless clouds carried along by winds; trees in late autumn-- fruitless, twice dead, pulled out by the roots;
wild waves of the sea, foaming up their shameful deeds; wandering stars for whom is reserved the blackness of darkness forever!
These people are discontented grumblers, walking according to their desires; their mouths utter arrogant words, flattering people for their own advantage.