LEB(i)
14 They do not cry out to me from their heart, but they wail on their beds; because of grain and new wine they lacerate* themselves; they depart from me.
15 And I myself trained and strengthened their arms; but they plan evil against me.
16 They turn, not to the Most High,* like a slack bow; their officials will fall by the sword because of the anger of their tongue. This is their scorn* in the land of Egypt.