Behind your doors and your doorposts
    you have put your pagan symbols.
Forsaking me, you uncovered your bed,
    you climbed into it and opened it wide;
you made a pact with those whose beds you love,
    and you looked with lust on their naked bodies.
You went to Molek[a] with olive oil
    and increased your perfumes.
You sent your ambassadors[b] far away;
    you descended to the very realm of the dead!
10 You wearied yourself by such going about,
    but you would not say, “It is hopeless.”
You found renewal of your strength,
    and so you did not faint.

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Footnotes

  1. Isaiah 57:9 Or to the king
  2. Isaiah 57:9 Or idols