Jude 12–13

12 These people are blemishes at your love feasts,d eating with you without the slightest qualm—shepherds who feed only themselves.e They are clouds without rain,f blown along by the wind;g autumn trees, without fruit and uprootedh—twice dead. 13 They are wild waves of the sea,i foaming up their shame;j wandering stars, for whom blackest darkness has been reserved forever.k