2. They will find peace;those who walk in straight pathswill find rest on their burial beds.
3. Come here, you children of sorcery,offspring of adultery and prostitution!
4. Whom are you mocking?Against whom do you open your mouth wideand stick out your tongue?Aren’t you children of rebellion, offspring of lies,
5. who console yourselves with idols under every green tree,who slaughter children in the valleys, under the rocky cliffs?
6. You belong with the smooth talkers in the valley;they, they are your lot.For them you poured out a drink offering,and presented a grain offering.Should I condone these things?
7. On a very high mountain you made your bed.You went up there to offer a sacrifice.
8. Behind the door and the doorpostyou placed your symbols.You abandoned me and lay down,making room in your bedand making deals for yourself with them.You loved their bed;you saw their nakedness.
9. You went down to Molech with oil,and you slathered on your ointments;you sent your messengers far away,sent them down to the underworld.
10. Worn out by all your efforts,yet you wouldn’t say, "This is useless."You found new strength;therefore, you weren’t tired.