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Habakkuk 2:5 - 2:20

And indeed, wine betrays the haughty man
So that he does not stay at home.
He enlarges his appetite like Sheol,
And he is like death, never satisfied.
He also gathers to himself all nations
And assembles to himself all peoples.

“Will not all of these lift up a taunt‑song against him,
Even satire and riddles against him
And say, ‘Woe to him who increases what is not his—
For how long—
And makes himself rich with loans?’
Will not your creditors rise up suddenly,
And those who make you tremble awaken?
Indeed, you will become spoil for them.
Because you have taken many nations as spoil,
All that is left of the peoples will take you as spoil—
Because of human bloodshed and violence done to the land,
To the town and all its inhabitants.

“Woe to him who is greedy for evil gain for his house
To put his nest on high,
To be delivered from the hand of evil!
You have counseled a shameful thing for your house
By cutting off many peoples;
So you are sinning against your own soul.
Surely the stone will cry out from the wall,
And the rafter will answer it from the framework.

“Woe to him who builds a city with bloodshed
And founds a town with injustice!
Is it not, behold, from Yahweh of hosts
That peoples toil for fire,
And nations grow weary for nothing?
For the earth will be filled
With the knowledge of the glory of Yahweh,
As the waters cover the sea.

“Woe to you who make your neighbors drink,
Who mix in your venom even to make them drunk
So as to look on their nakedness!
You will be filled with disgrace rather than glory.
Now you yourself drink and expose your own nakedness.
The cup in Yahweh’s right hand will come around to you,
And utter disgrace will come upon your glory.
For the violence done to Lebanon will cover you,
And the devastation of its beasts by which you terrified them,
Because of human bloodshed and violence done to the land,
To the town and all its inhabitants.

“What profit is the graven image when its maker has engraved it,
Or a molten image, a teacher of lies?
For its maker trusts in his own making
When he fashions speechless idols.
Woe to him who says to a piece of wood, ‘Awake!’
To a mute stone, ‘Arise!’
And that is your teacher?
Behold, it is overlaid with gold and silver,
And there is no breath at all inside it.
But Yahweh is in His holy temple.
Let all the earth be silent before Him.”