21How the faithfulcity has become a aharlot,She who was full of justice!Righteousness once lodged in her,But nowmurderers.22Your silver has becomedross,Your drinkdiluted with water.23Your arulers are rebelsAnd companions of thieves;Everyonebloves a bribeAnd pursuesrewards.They cdo not execute justice for the 1orphan,Nor does the widow’spleacomebefore them.
