Come here, you children of sorcery, offspring of adultery and prostitution!
Whom are you mocking? Against whom do you open your mouth wide and stick out your tongue? Aren't you children of rebellion, offspring of lies,
who console yourselves with idols under every green tree, who slaughter children in the valleys, under the rocky cliffs?
You belong with the smooth talkersa in the valley; they, they are your lot. For them you poured out a drink offering, and presented a grain offering. Should I condone these things?
On a very high mountain you made your bed. You went up there to offer a sacrifice.
Behind the door and the doorpost you placed your symbols. You abandoned me and lay down, making room in your bed and making deals for yourself with them.b You loved their bed; you saw their nakedness.
You went down to Molechc with oil, and you slathered on your ointments; you sent your messengers far away, sent them down to the underworld.d10
Worn out by all your efforts, yet you wouldn't say, "This is useless." You found new strength; therefore, you weren't tired.
Whom did you dread and fear so that you lied, didn't remember me or give me a thought? Isn't it because I was silent and closed my eyes that you stopped fearing me?
I will bring evidence about your righteousness and your actions; they won't help you.
When you cry out, let those things you've gathered save you! The wind will lift them all; one breath will take them away. but those taking refuge in me will inherit the land and possess my holy mountain.