Liturgy of the Sunday
Disaster for those so comfortable in Zion and for those so confident on the hill of Samaria, the notables of this first of nations, those to whom the House of Israel has recourse!
Lying on ivory beds and sprawling on their divans, they dine on lambs from the flock, and stall-fattened veal;
they bawl to the sound of the lyre and, like David, they invent musical instruments;
they drink wine by the bowlful, and lard themselves with the finest oils, but for the ruin of Joseph they care nothing.
That is why they will now go into captivity, heading the column of captives. The sprawlers' revelry is over.