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I have spread out My hands all the day Unto an apostate people, Who are going in the way not good after their own thoughts.

The people who are provoking Me to anger, To My face continually, Sacrificing in gardens, and making perfume on the bricks:

Who are dwelling among sepulchres, And lodge in reserved places, Who are eating flesh of the sow, And a piece of abominable things -- their vessels.

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All day long I have held out my hands
    to an obstinate people,(A)
who walk in ways not good,
    pursuing their own imaginations(B)
a people who continually provoke me
    to my very face,(C)
offering sacrifices in gardens(D)
    and burning incense(E) on altars of brick;
who sit among the graves(F)
    and spend their nights keeping secret vigil;
who eat the flesh of pigs,(G)
    and whose pots hold broth of impure meat;

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