The burdenof the wordof the LORDtoIsraelbyMalachi. I have lovedyou, saiththe LORD. Yet ye say, Whereinhast thou lovedus? Was notEsauJacob's brother? saiththe LORD: yet I lovedJacob, And I hatedEsau, and laidhis mountainsand his heritagewastefor the dragonsof the wilderness. WhereasEdomsaith, We are impoverished, but we will returnand buildthe desolate places; thussaiththe LORDof hosts, Theyshall build, but Iwill throw down; and they shall callthem, The borderof wickedness, and, The peopleagainst whomthe LORDhath indignationforever. And your eyesshall see, and yeshall say, The LORDwill be magnifiedfromthe borderof Israel. A sonhonoreth his father, and a servanthis master: ifthen I be a father, where is mine honor? and ifI be a master, where is my fear? saiththe LORDof hostsunto you, O priests, that despisemy name. And ye say, Whereinhave we despisedthy name? Ye offerpollutedbreaduponmine altar; and ye say, Whereinhave we pollutedthee? In that ye say, The tableof the LORD is contemptible. And ifye offerthe blindfor sacrifice, is it notevil? and ifye offerthe lameand sick, is it notevil? offerit nowunto thy governor; will he be pleasedwith thee, oracceptthy person? saiththe LORDof hosts. And now, I pray you, beseechGodthat he will be graciousunto us: thishath beenby your means: will he regardyourpersons? saiththe LORDof hosts. Who is there evenamong you that would shutthe doors for naught ? neitherdo ye kindle fire on mine altarfor naught. I have nopleasurein you, saiththe LORDof hosts, neitherwill I acceptan offeringat your hand. Forfrom the risingof the suneven untothe going downof the same my name shall be greatamong the Gentiles; and in everyplaceincense shall be offeredunto my name, and a pureoffering: formy name shall be greatamong the heathen, saiththe LORDof hosts. But yehave profanedit, in that ye say, The tableof the LORD is polluted; and the fruitthereof, even his meat, is contemptible. Ye saidalso, Behold, what a weariness is it ! and ye have snuffed atit, saiththe LORDof hosts; and ye brought that which was torn, and the lame, and the sick; thus ye broughtan offering: should I acceptthis of your hand? saiththe LORD. But cursed be the deceiver, which hathin his flocka male, and voweth, and sacrificethunto the Lorda corrupt thing: forI am a greatKing, saiththe LORDof hosts, and my name is dreadfulamong the heathen.