²² After my words they didn't speak again; My speech fell on them.

² My doctrine shall drop as the rain; My speech shall condense as the dew, As the small rain on the tender grass, As the showers on the herb.

¹¹ Your lips, my bride, drip like the honeycomb. Honey and milk are under your tongue. The smell of your garments is like the smell of Lebanon.

¹⁵ so shall he sprinkle many nations; kings shall shut their mouths at him: for that which had not been told them shall they see; and that which they had not heard shall they understand.

⁴⁶ Son of man, set your face toward the south, and drop [your word] toward the south, and prophesy against the forest of the field in the South;

⁴⁶ No one was able to answer him a word, neither dared any man from that day forth ask him any more questions.

¹⁵ "They are amazed. They answer no more. They don't have a word to say.

¹⁶ Shall I wait, because they don't speak, Because they stand still, and answer no more?

³¹ Mark well, Job, and listen to me: Hold your peace, and I will speak.

³² If you have anything to say, answer me: Speak, for I desire to justify you.

³³ If not, listen to me: Hold your peace, and I will teach you wisdom."

¹⁶ Now therefore listen to the word of Yahweh: 'You say, Don't prophesy against Israel, and don't preach against the house of Isaac.'

⁶ "Don't you prophesy!" They prophesy. "Don't prophesy about these things. Disgrace won't overtake us."