NSB(i)
2 »All day long I held out my hands to an obstinate people, who walk in ways not good, pursuing their own imaginations (thoughts),
3 »a people who continually provoke me to my very face, offering sacrifices in gardens and burning incense on altars of brick.
4 »They sit among the graves and spend their nights keeping secret vigil. They eat the flesh of pigs. Their pots are full of unclean meat.
5 »‘They say: ‘Keep away! Do not come near me, for I am too sacred for you! Such people are smoke in my nostrils, a fire that keeps burning all day.’