Thus saith the Lord of hosts: Behold I will send upon them the sword, and the famine, and the pestilence: and I will make them like bad figs that cannot be eaten, because they are very bad.
bw'ati bw'ayogera Mukama w'eggye nti Laba, ndisindika ku bo ekitala n'enjala ne kawumpuli, era ndibafuula ng'ettiini ezitaliiko kye zigasa ezitaliika kubanga ziyinze obubi