There is no faithfulness, there is no love No acknowledgement of God in the land There is only cursing, lying and murder Stealing and adultery, they break all bounds And bloodshed Follows bloodshed Because of this The land mourns Men who suppress the truth by their wickedness Men are without excuse Their thinking has become futile Their foolish hearts have become darkened Although they claimed to be wise They have become fools There is no faithfulness, there is no love No acknowledgement of God in the land There is only cursing, lying and murder Stealing and adultery, they break all bounds I will destroy The wisdom of the wise The intelligence Of the intelligent I will frustrate Men who suppress the truth by their wickedness Men are without excuse Their thinking has become futile Their foolish hearts have become darkened Although they claimed to be wise They have become fools Where is the wise man? Where is the scholar? Where is the wise man? Where is the scholar? Brood of vipers The axe is at the root of Trees bearing no fruit To be thrown into the fire Whitewashed tombs Looking beautiful On the outside But inside full of death Blind guides Always learning But never able To acknowledge the truth False witnesses With deceitful tongues Crushing The spirit Oppressors of the poor Showing contempt for their Maker Their sacrifice Is detested Men of depraved minds Offering strange fire Humble yourselves before the Lord And he will lift you up Come near to God and he will come near to you Submit yourselves to Him Wash your hands, you sinners And purify your hearts Grieve, mourn and wail, you double-minded Change your laughter to mourning and your joy to gloom Be patient and stand firm Until the Lord’s coming His coming is near The Judge is standing at the door