¹¹⁹ All the wicked of the earth you discard like ^(A)dross,
    therefore ^(B)I love your testimonies.

^22 (A)Your silver has become dross,
    your best wine mixed with water.

^25 (A)I will turn my hand against you
    and will smelt away your ^(B)dross as with lye
    and remove all your alloy.