“Woe is me, for I am ^[a]undone!
Because I am a man of ^(A)unclean lips,
And I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips;
For my eyes have seen the King,
The Lord of hosts.”

⁶ But we are all like an unclean thing,
And all ^(A)our righteousnesses are like ^[a]filthy rags;
We all ^(B)fade as a leaf,
And our iniquities, like the wind,
Have taken us away.

¹⁵ They cried out to them,
“Go away, ^(A)unclean!
Go away, go away,
Do not touch us!”
When they fled and wandered,
Those among the nations said,
“They shall no longer dwell here.”