Isaiah 1

Everyone listen, from earth to heaven.
The LORD is about to talk:
The children I raised
Have turned against me.
3An ox knows its owner.
A donkey knows where the master feeds it.
But Israel knows nothing about its master.
4What a nation of sinful people,
Overloaded in guilt.
What a depraved family.
How evil can they get?
They turned their backs on the LORD,
And told Israel’s Holy One to get lost.
They have nothing to do with him now.
5Why do you invite the punishment?
That’s what you’ll get if you keep this up.
You’ve become a heartless people,
Sick in the head.
6You’re sick from head to toe.
There’s nothing healthy about you.
Bruised and banged,
Oozing with sores.
You ignore it all, skip the treatment.
No oil to soften your skin.
No bandages to cover your wounds.

Your nation lies broken in ruins
With your cities blackened in fire.
You watch invaders take everything,
Leaving nothing behind
But the wasteland they destroyed.
8Jerusalem [5] is abandoned.
Like an empty shelter in vineyard,
A lonely hut in a field of melons,
A city alone in a siege.
9If the LORD of all [6]
Hadn’t left survivors
We would have been erased
Like Sodom and Gomorrah.

The LORD’s talking now, and you’d better listen
You good-for-nothing bosses of Sodom.
God told you what to do, and you’d better do it
You bottom-feeders of Gomorrah.
11“So you bring a lot of sacrifices,” says the LORD.
“Big whopper of a deal.
I’m fed up with your burnt sheep
And the bloody fat of your bulls.
I don’t want the blood of your bulls
And I don’t want your lambs or goats.
12Who invited you to come to my place
And go through the motions of worship?
Get off my property and don’t trespass.
13Your offerings are a waste of time,
And the incense you burn makes me sick.
So you can stop acting religious
On the Sabbath, New Moon, and holy days.
I can’t take your holy moly garbage anymore.
14Clear down to my soul,
I hate your religious holidays.
I wear them like a ball and chain.
I’m sick and tired of it.
15Reach out for me.
I won’t be there.
Pray to me.
I won’t listen.
Your hands are covered in blood.
16Take a bath. Wash yourself.
Get rid of the dirt in your life.
Stop doing what you know is wrong.
Just stop it.
17Study goodness.
Follow justice.
Rescue the beaten.
Protect the orphan.
Defend the widow.

“Come on,” says the LORD, “let’s talk it through.
Though your sins are red as blood
They’ll become white as snow.
Though they’re the reddest of red
They’ll be the whitest of wool.
19It’s your choice.
If you choose to obey,
The land will feed you.
20If you chose to refuse
The sword will feed on you.”
That’s from the LORD himself.

Look what happened to Jerusalem.
Now a city of corruption,
She used to love justice.
She used to be home to good folks.
Now she’s home to murderers.
22She used to be pure as melted silver.
Now she’s the scum of the earth.
She waters her wine, as well.
23Her rulers are on the take.
They’re buddies with crooks.
Is there anyone left who doesn’t love a bribe
Or who barters a gift for a favor?
Is there anyone left who defends the orphan
Or comes to the rescue of a widow?
24Because of this, says the LORD of all,
The Mighty God of Israel:
“I’m going to put a stop to my enemies.
They owe me big and I’m going to collect.
25I’ll grab them and hold them.
Then melt them down and skim the scum.
I’ll clean them like I’m washing with lye.
26I’ll give them judges like they had before
And advisors they can trust.
Then the world will call Jerusalem
City of Goodness and People of God.

Justice is coming to save Jerusalem,
Goodness to save people sorry for sinning.
28Rebels and crooks will die together,
With those who abandoned the LORD.
29They’ll be ashamed
of worshiping idols under sacred trees
and in gardens of the gods.
30Their lives will wither
Like a dying tree
And a parched garden.
31The timber in this forest
Will become straw for the fire.
They will burn, with all they own.
And no one will put out the fire.”