¹The righteous one has perished, and no one lays it to heart; and the men of loyal love are gathered in, with no one discerning that the righteous one is gathered away from the face of the evil.

²Wholeness will come; they will rest on their beds, each one walking in his straightness.

³And you, come near here, children of the soothsayer, seed of an adulterer, and she played the prostitute.

⁴At whom do you make sport? At whom do you widen the mouth and lengthen the tongue? Are you not children of transgression, seed of falsehood,

⁵you who inflame yourselves among the pillars, under every leafy tree, who slaughter the children in the wadis, under the clefts of the crags?

⁶Among the smooth ones of the wadi is your portion; they, they are your lot; also to them you poured out a drink offering, you brought up a grain offering. Shall I be comforted over these things?

⁷On a high and lifted up mountain you set your bed; also there you went up to sacrifice a sacrifice.

⁸And behind the door and the doorpost you put your memorial; for away from me you uncovered yourself, and climbed up; you widened your bed; you cut a bargain for yourself with them; you loved their bed; you saw a hand.

⁹You journeyed to the king with oil, and multiplied your perfumes; you sent your envoys far off, and brought yourself low even to Sheol.

¹⁰In the multitude of your way you grew weary, but you did not say, 'It is hopeless'; you found the life of your hand, therefore you did not grow weak.

¹¹And of whom were you anxious and afraid, that you lied, and me you did not remember, did not lay it to your heart? Have I not been hushed, even from forever, and you do not fear me?

¹²I will tell your righteousness and your works, but they will not profit you.

¹³When you cry out, let your idols deliver you; but a wind will carry off all of them, a vapor will take them. But the one who takes refuge in me will inherit the land and will possess my holy mountain.

¹⁴And one will say: Mound up, mound up, turn the way clear, lift up the stumbling-block from the way of my people.

¹⁵For thus says the high one and the exalted one, who dwells in perpetuity, and holy is his name: in a high place, and holy, I dwell, and with the contrite and low of breath, to make alive the breath of the low and to make alive the heart of the crushed.

¹⁶For I will not contend forever, nor will I be angry perpetually; for the breath would grow faint before my face, and the breaths which I have made.

¹⁷Because of the guilt of his unjust gain I was angry, and I struck him, hiding, and I was angry; but he went wayward in the way of his heart.

¹⁸I have seen his ways, and I will heal him, and I will lead him, and I will restore comfort to him and to his mourners.

¹⁹Creating the produce of the lips: wholeness, wholeness to the one afar and to the one near, said Yahweh, and I will heal him.

²⁰But the wicked are like the sea being driven, for it cannot be quiet, and its waters cast up mire and mud.

²¹There is no wholeness, said my God, for the wicked.