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Malachi 1
1 The burden of the word of the LORD to Israel by Malachi.
2 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,
3 And I hated Esau, and laid his mountains and his heritage
waste for the dragons of the wilderness.
4 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.
5 And your eyes shall see, and ye shall say, The LORD will
be magnified from the border of Israel.
6 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?
7 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.
8 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.
9 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.
10 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.
11 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.
12 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.
13 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.
14 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.
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