21 How the faithful city has become a harlot, She who was full of justice! Righteousness once lodged in her, But now murderers.

22 Your silver has become dross, Your drink diluted with water.

23 Your rulers are rebels And companions of thieves; Everyone loves a bribe And chases after rewards. They do not defend the orphan, Nor does the widow’s plea come before them.

Isaiah 1:21-23, New American Standard 1995. Copyright © 1995 by The Lockman Foundation.
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