20. Lift up your eyes, and see those coming in from the north, Where [is] the drove given to thee, thy beautiful flock?
21. What dost thou say, when He looketh after thee? And thou--thou hast taught them [to be] over thee--leaders for head? Do not pangs seize thee as a travailing woman?
22. And when thou dost say in thy heart, `Wherefore have these met me?' For the abundance of thine iniquity Have thy skirts been uncovered, Have thy heels suffered violence.
23. Doth a Cushite change his skin? and a leopard his spots? Ye also are able to do good, who are accustomed to do evil.
24. And I scatter them as stubble, Passing away, by a wind of the wilderness.