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The smooth stones of the ravines will be your portion;
    these are your lot.
To them you poured out libations
    and brought forth your cereal offerings.
    Should such acts appease me?
Upon a high and lofty mountain
    you have placed your bed,
    and there you went up to offer sacrifice.
Behind the door and the doorpost
    you have displayed your pagan symbols.
Forsaking me, you have uncovered your bed;
    you climbed into it and opened it wide.
You struck a profitable bargain
    with those whose beds you love,
    and you gazed endlessly at their nakedness.

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