I will surely consume
On that day the LORD will punish the host of heaven above and kings of the earth below.
They will be gathered together like prisoners in a pit. They will be confined to a dungeon; after many days they will be punished.
Therefore, this is what the Lord God says: Because all of you have become dross, I am about to gather you into Jerusalem.
Just as one gathers silver, copper, iron, lead, and tin into the furnace to blow fire on them and melt them, so I will gather [you] in My anger and wrath, put you [inside], and melt you.
Yes, I will gather you together and blow on you with the fire of My fury, and you will be melted within the city.
Now speak a parable to the rebellious house. Tell them: This is what the Lord God says: Put the pot on [the fire]-- put [it] on, and then pour water into it!
Place the pieces of meat in it, every good piece-- thigh and shoulder. Fill it with choice bones.
Take the choicest of the flock and also pile up the fuel under it. Bring it to a boil and cook the bones in it."
Therefore, this is what the Lord God says: Woe to the city of bloodshed, the pot that has rust inside it, and whose rust will not come off! Empty it piece by piece; lots should not be cast for its contents.
For the blood she shed is in her midst. She put it out on the bare rock; she didn't pour it on the ground to cover it with dust.
In order to stir up wrath and take vengeance, I have put her blood on the bare rock, so that it would not be covered.
Therefore, this is what the Lord God says: Woe to the city of bloodshed! I Myself will make the pile of kindling large.
Pile on the logs and kindle the fire! Cook the meat well and mix in the spices! Let the bones be burned!
Set the empty pot on its coals so that it becomes hot and its copper glows. Then its impurity will melt inside it; its rust will be consumed.
and your strength will be used up for nothing. Your land will not yield its produce, and the trees of the land will not bear their fruit.
You will plant and cultivate vineyards but not drink the wine or gather [the grapes], because worms will eat them.
You will have olives trees throughout your territory but not anoint yourself with oil, because your olives will drop off.
You will father sons and daughters, but they will not remain yours, because they will be taken prisoner.
Whirring insects will take possession of all your trees and your land's produce.
What more could I have done for My vineyard than I did? Why, when I expected a yield of good grapes, did it yield worthless grapes?
Now I will tell you what I am about to do to My vineyard: I will remove its hedge, and it will be consumed; I will tear down its wall, and it will be trampled.
I will make it a wasteland. It will not be pruned or weeded; thorns and briers will grow up. I will also give orders to the clouds that rain should not fall on it.
She does not recognize that it is I who gave her the grain, the new wine, and the oil. I lavished silver and gold on her, which they used for Baal.
Therefore, I will take back My grain in its time and My new wine in its season; I will take away My wool and linen, which were to cover her nakedness.
It has devastated My grapevine and splintered My fig tree. It has stripped off its bark and thrown it away; its branches have turned white.
The fields are destroyed; the land grieves; indeed, the grain is destroyed; the new wine is dried up; and the olive oil fails.
Be ashamed, you farmers, wail, you vinedressers, over the wheat and the barley, because the harvest of the field has perished.
The grapevine is dried up, and the fig tree is withered; the pomegranate, the date palm, and the apple-- all the trees of the orchard-- have withered. Indeed, human joy has dried up.
Though the fig tree does not bud and there is no fruit on the vines, though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food, though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls,
I have summoned a drought on the fields and the hills, on the grain, new wine, olive oil, and whatever the ground yields, on the people and animals, and on all that your hands produce."
I struck you-- all the work of your hands-- with blight, mildew, and hail, but you didn't turn to Me"-- the LORD's declaration.
Seeing a lone fig tree by the road, He went up to it and found nothing on it except leaves. And He said to it, "May no fruit ever come from you again!" At once the fig tree withered.
And He told this parable: "A man had a fig tree that was planted in his vineyard. He came looking for fruit on it and found none.
He told the vineyard worker, 'Listen, for three years I have come looking for fruit on this fig tree and haven't found any. Cut it down! Why should it even waste the soil?'
"But he replied to him, 'Sir, leave it this year also, until I dig around it and fertilize it.
Perhaps it will bear fruit next year, but if not, you can cut it down.'"
He will be like a tree planted by water: it sends its roots out toward a stream, it doesn't fear when heat comes, and its foliage remains green. It will not worry in a year of drought or cease producing fruit.
He is like a tree planted beside streams of water that bears its fruit in season and whose leaf does not wither. Whatever he does prospers.
The wicked are not like this; instead, they are like chaff that the wind blows away.
For the sun rises with its scorching heat and dries up the grass; its flower falls off, and its beautiful appearance is destroyed. In the same way, the rich man will wither away while pursuing his activities.