Rotherham(i)
18 and say, Thus, saith My Lord, Yahweh, Alas! for the women, Who sew oracle–cases on all elbows, And prepare wraps upon the head of every stature, to hunt souls,––The souls ye hunt, are those of my people, Whereas, your own [souls], ye keep alive.
19 Thus have ye profaned me unto my people, for handfuls of barley and for pieces of bread, Putting to death the souls that should not die, and, Keeping alive the souls that should not live,––By your lying to my people, who hearken to lies.
20 Therefore, Thus, saith my Lord, Yahweh, Behold me! against your oracle–cases wherewith ye, are hunting the souls, to make them fly, And I will tear them off your arms,––And let go the souls of them whose souls ye, are hunting as birds;
21 And will tear off your wraps, And deliver my people out of your hand, And they shall be no longer in your hand, to be hunted; ––So shall ye know, that, I, am Yahweh.
22 Because of the paining of the heart of the righteous man with falsehood, whom, I, have not pained,––And strengthening the hands of the lawless man, that he should not turn from his wicked way, by letting him live.