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Malachi 1 |
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The burden of the word of the LORD to Israel by Malachi. |
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I have loved you, saith the LORD. Yet ye say, Wherein hast
thou loved us? Was not Esau Jacob's brother? saith the LORD: yet
I loved Jacob, |
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And I hated Esau, and laid his mountains and his heritage
waste for the dragons of the wilderness. |
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Whereas Edom saith, We are impoverished, but we will return
and build the desolate places; thus saith the LORD of hosts, They
shall build, but I will throw down; and they shall call them, The
border of wickedness, and, The people against whom the LORD hath
indignation for ever. |
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And your eyes shall see, and ye shall say, The LORD will be
magnified from the border of Israel. |
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A son honoureth his father, and a servant his master: if then
I be a father, where is mine honour? and if I be a master, where
is my fear? saith the LORD of hosts unto you, O priests, that
despise my name. And ye say, Wherein have we despised thy
name? |
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Ye offer polluted bread upon mine altar; and ye say, Wherein
have we polluted thee? In that ye say, The table of the LORD is
contemptible. |
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And if ye offer the blind for sacrifice, is it not evil? and
if ye offer the lame and sick, is it not evil? offer it now unto
thy governor; will he be pleased with thee, or accept thy person?
saith the LORD of hosts. |
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And now, I pray you, beseech God that he will be gracious
unto us: this hath been by your means: will he regard your
persons? saith the LORD of hosts. |
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Who is there even among you that would shut the doors for
nought? neither do ye kindle fire on mine altar for nought. I
have no pleasure in you, saith the LORD of hosts, neither will I
accept an offering at your hand. |
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For from the rising of the sun even unto the going down of
the same my name shall be great among the Gentiles; and in every
place incense shall be offered unto my name, and a pure offering:
for my name shall be great among the heathen, saith the LORD of
hosts. |
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But ye have profaned it, in that ye say, The table of the
LORD is polluted; and the fruit thereof, even his meat, is
contemptible. |
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Ye said also, Behold, what a weariness is it! and ye have
snuffed at it, saith the LORD of hosts; and ye brought that which
was torn, and the lame, and the sick; thus ye brought an
offering: should I accept this of your hand? saith the LORD. |
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But cursed be the deceiver, which hath in his flock a male,
and voweth, and sacrificeth unto the LORD a corrupt thing: for I
am a great King, saith the LORD of hosts, and my name is dreadful
among the heathen. |