Jehovah will cut off all flattering lips, The tongue that speaketh great things;
Hearken unto me, ye stout-hearted, that are far from righteousness:
When they are heated, I will make their feast, and I will make them drunken, that they may rejoice, and sleep a perpetual sleep, and not wake, saith Jehovah.
Thy shepherds slumber, O king of Assyria; thy nobles are at rest; thy people are scattered upon the mountains, and there is none to gather them.