“In every town, I left you hungry —
a food shortage in all your villages—
and still, you would not hunger for me.
I, YAHWEH, have spoken.
“I even withheld the rain from you
three months short of harvest.
I sent rain to fall on one town
but not on another.
One field had plenty of rain,
and another became dry as dust.
People would stagger from city to city,
longing for a drink of water
yet never quenching their thirst.
And still you had no thirst for me.
I, YAHWEH, have spoken.
“I struck your crops with blight and disease
and dried up your many gardens and vineyards.
Locusts kept devouring your fig trees and olive trees,
and still, you would not return to me.
I, YAHWEH, have spoken.
“I sent plagues against you
like I did against Egypt.
I killed your young men with the sword
and stole away all your war horses.
I filled your nostrils with the stench
of your unburied corpses,
and still, you would not return to me.
I, YAHWEH, have spoken.
“I destroyed some of you
like I destroyed Sodom and Gomorrah.
Your survivors were like burning sticks
plucked from a fire,
and still, you would not return to me.
I, YAHWEH, have spoken.
“So here is what I plan to do to you, Israel,
and because of what I am planning,
prepare to meet your God.”
Behold, the Mountain-Maker
and Wind-Creator,
who reveals his intimate thoughts to people,
who changes the dawn into darkness
and moves over the mountains of the earth.
His name is YAHWEH,
the God of Angel Armies.
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