ISV(i)
11 Make the pot stand empty on the coals until its bronze glows red, its rust can be scoured off, and its dross completely removed.
12 The pot wearies me, but its thick rust won’t come off, even with fire.
13 There is wickedness in your obscene conduct. Even though I’ve cleansed you, your uncleanness cannot be washed away. You cannot be cleansed again until my rage against you has subsided.’