“On(A) a lofty and high mountain
You have set (B)your bed;
Even there you went up
To offer sacrifice.
Also behind the doors and their posts
You have set up your remembrance;
For you have uncovered yourself to those other than Me,
And have gone up to them;
You have enlarged your bed
And [a]made a covenant with them;
(C)You have loved their bed,
Where you saw their [b]nudity.
(D)You went to the king with ointment,
And increased your perfumes;
You sent your (E)messengers far off,
And even descended to Sheol.
10 You are wearied in the length of your way;
(F)Yet you did not say, ‘There is no hope.’
You have found the life of your hand;
Therefore you were not grieved.

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Footnotes

  1. Isaiah 57:8 Lit. cut
  2. Isaiah 57:8 Lit. hand, a euphemism

You have made your bed on a high and lofty hill;(A)
    there you went up to offer your sacrifices.(B)
Behind your doors and your doorposts
    you have put your pagan symbols.
Forsaking me, you uncovered your bed,
    you climbed into it and opened it wide;
you made a pact with those whose beds you love,(C)
    and you looked with lust on their naked bodies.(D)
You went to Molek[a](E) with olive oil
    and increased your perfumes.(F)
You sent your ambassadors[b](G) far away;
    you descended to the very realm of the dead!(H)
10 You wearied(I) yourself by such going about,
    but you would not say, ‘It is hopeless.’(J)
You found renewal of your strength,(K)
    and so you did not faint.

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  1. Isaiah 57:9 Or to the king
  2. Isaiah 57:9 Or idols

Upon a lofty and high mountain hast thou set thy bed: even thither wentest thou up to offer sacrifice.

Behind the doors also and the posts hast thou set up thy remembrance: for thou hast discovered thyself to another than me, and art gone up; thou hast enlarged thy bed, and made thee a covenant with them; thou lovedst their bed where thou sawest it.

And thou wentest to the king with ointment, and didst increase thy perfumes, and didst send thy messengers far off, and didst debase thyself even unto hell.

10 Thou art wearied in the greatness of thy way; yet saidst thou not, There is no hope: thou hast found the life of thine hand; therefore thou wast not grieved.

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