My bride has become a harlot! I will purge and cleanse her before I bring her to my father's house. I always chastise those I love. My wrath and furry will be poured out, I will not tolerate your idol worship, and your participation of your demonic practices. You push your children into the arms and bosom of Lucifer when you say it is just for fun. When will you open your hearts to me, when will you allow me to work in you. I call for the circumcision of your hearts. If you continue your walk with demons I will cut you off. I will destroy the tares that have grown up in my vineyard. You have become old stale salt; I will dump you under my feet, and trample you down. Repent and come back to me my bride, for my wrath is now come. You will see my furry in the hours to come.