The Message

Ezekiel 7:1-4-14-16 The Message (MSG)

1-4. God’s Word came to me, saying, “You, son of man—God, the Master, has this Message for the land of Israel:“‘Endtime.The end of business as usual for everyone.It’s all over. The end is upon you.I’ve launched my anger against you.I’ve issued my verdict on the way you live.I’ll make you pay for your disgusting obscenities.I won’t look the other way,I won’t feel sorry for you.I’ll make you pay for the way you’ve lived:Your disgusting obscenities will boomerang on you,and you’ll realize that I am God.’

5-9. “I, God, the Master, say:‘Disaster after disaster! Look, it comes!Endtime—the end comes.The end is ripe. Watch out, it’s coming!This is your fate, you who live in this land.Time’s up.It’s zero hour.No dragging of feet now,no bargaining for more time.Soon now I’ll pour my wrath on you,pay out my anger against you,Render my verdict on the way you’ve lived,make you pay for your disgusting obscenities.I won’t look the other way,I won’t feel sorry for you.I’ll make you pay for the way you’ve lived.Your disgusting obscenities will boomerang on you.Then you’ll realizethat it is I, God, who have hit you.

10-13. “‘Judgment Day!Fate has caught up with you.The scepter outsized and pretentious,pride bursting all bounds,Violence strutting,brandishing the evil scepter.But there’s nothing to them,and nothing will be left of them.Time’s up.Countdown: five, four, three, two . . .Buyer, don’t crow; seller, don’t worry:Judgment wrath has turned the world topsy-turvy.The bottom has dropped out of buying and selling.It will never be the same again.But don’t fantasize an upturn in the market.The country is bankrupt because of its sins,and it’s not going to get any better.

14-16. “‘The trumpet signals the call to battle:“Present arms!”But no one marches into battle.My wrath has them paralyzed!On the open roads you’re killed,or else you go home and die of hunger and disease.Either get murdered out in the countryor die of sickness or hunger in town.Survivors run for the hills.They moan like doves in the valleys,Each one moaningfor his own sins.