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You take big stones from the streams,
    and they become your idols.
They are the gods that you love to worship.
You pour drink offerings over them.
    You offer grain to them.
Because of what you do,
    should I not punish you?
You go up to the tops of high hills,
    and you lie down there to have sex.
You go there to offer sacrifices to your gods.
You put your images behind the doors of your rooms.
Then you turn your backs to me,
    and you get into bed with your false gods.
You have made an agreement with them.
You pay money to have sex with your lovers.
    You love to see their bare bodies.

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