To rouse my wrath, to take vengeance, I have set on the bare rock the blood she has shed, that it may not be covered.
Therefore thus says the Lord GOD: Woe to the bloody city! I also will make the pile great.
Heap on the logs, kindle the fire, boil well the flesh, and empty out the broth, and let the bones be burned up.
Then set it empty upon the coals, that it may become hot, and its copper may burn, that its filthiness may be melted in it, its rust consumed.
In vain I have wearied myself; its thick rust does not go out of it by fire.
Its rust is your filthy lewdness. Because I would have cleansed you and you were not cleansed from your filthiness, you shall not be cleansed any more till I have satisfied my fury upon you.
I the LORD have spoken; it shall come to pass, I will do it; I will not go back, I will not spare, I will not repent; according to your ways and your doings I will judge you, says the Lord GOD."