Ezekiel 24

¹And there is a word of Jehovah unto me, in the ninth year, in the tenth month, in the tenth of the month, saying,

²'Son of man, write for thee the name of the day — this self-same day leaned hath the king of Babylon toward Jerusalem in this self-same day —

³and use unto the rebellious house a simile, and thou hast said unto them: Thus said the Lord Jehovah: To set on the pot, to set [it] on, and also to pour into it water,

⁴To gather its pieces unto it, every good piece, Thigh and shoulder, the choice of the bones to fill in.

⁵The choice of the flock to take, And also to pile of the bones under it, Boil it thoroughly, yea, cook its bones in its midst.

⁶Therefore, thus said the Lord Jehovah: Woe [to] the city of blood, A pot whose scum [is] in it, And its scum hath not come out of it, By piece of it, by piece of it bring it out, Not fallen on it hath a lot.

⁷For her blood in her midst hath been, On a clear place of a rock she hath set it, She hath not poured it on the earth, To cover it over with dust.

⁸To cause fury to come up to take vengeance, I have put her blood on a clear place of a rock — not to be covered.

⁹Therefore, thus said the Lord Jehovah: Woe [to] the city of blood, yea, I — I make great the pile.

¹⁰Make abundant the wood, Kindle the fire, consume the flesh, And make the compound, And let the bones be burnt.

¹¹And cause it to stand on its coals empty, So that its brass is hot and burning, Melted hath been in its midst its uncleanness, Consumed is its scum.