Malachi 1
1The burden of the word of the LORD to Israel by Malachi.
2I have loved you,
says the LORD.
Yet you say, How have you loved us? Was not Esau Jacob's brother?
says the LORD:
yet I loved Jacob,
3And I hated Esau, and laid his mountains and his heritage waste for the jackals of the wilderness.
4If Edom says, We are impoverished, but we will return and build the desolate places; thus says the LORD of hosts,
They shall build, but I will throw down; and they shall call them, The border of wickedness, and, The people against whom the LORD has indignation forever.
5And your eyes shall see, and you shall say, The LORD will be magnified beyond the border of Israel.
6A son honors his father, and a servant his master: if then I be a father, where is my honor? and if I be a master, where is my fear?
says the LORD of hosts unto you,
O priests, that despise my name. And you say, How have we despised your name?
7You offer polluted bread upon my altar; and you say, How have we polluted you? In that you say, The table of the LORD is contemptible.
8And if you offer the blind for a sacrifice, is it not evil? and if you offer the lame and sick, is it not evil? offer it now unto your governor; will he be pleased with you, or accept your person?
says the LORD of hosts.
9And now, I pray you, beseech God that he will be gracious unto us: This has been by your gift: will he regard your persons?
says the LORD of hosts.
10Who is there even among you that would shut the doors for nothing? neither do you kindle fire on my altar for nothing. I have no pleasure in you,
says the LORD of hosts,
neither will I accept an offering at your hand.
11For from the rising of the sun even unto the going down of the same my name shall be great among the Gentiles; and in every place incense shall be offered unto my name, and a pure offering: for my name shall be great among the nations,
says the LORD of hosts.
12But you have profaned it, in that you say, The table of the LORD is polluted; and the fruit thereof, even his food, is contemptible.
13You said also, Behold, what a weariness is it! and you have sneered at it,
says the LORD of hosts;
and you brought that which was torn, and the lame, and the sick; thus you brought an offering: should I accept this of your hand?
says the LORD.
14But cursed be the deceiver, who has in his flock a male, and vows, and sacrifices unto the Lord a corrupt thing: for I am a great King,
says the LORD of hosts,
and my name is feared among the nations.
Commentaries for Malachi 1:0