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Right in front of me
    they continue to do things that make me angry.
    They offer sacrifices to their gods in their gardens,
    and they burn incense on altars of brick.
They sit among the graves
    and spend their nights waiting to get messages from the dead.
They eat the meat of pigs,
    and their pots are full of soup made from meat that is wrong to eat.
But they tell others, ‘Stay away, and don’t come near me.
    I am too holy for you.’
These people are like smoke in my nose.
    Like a fire that burns all the time, they continue to make me angry.

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a people who continually provoke me
    to my very face,(A)
offering sacrifices in gardens(B)
    and burning incense(C) on altars of brick;
who sit among the graves(D)
    and spend their nights keeping secret vigil;
who eat the flesh of pigs,(E)
    and whose pots hold broth of impure meat;
who say, ‘Keep away; don’t come near me,
    for I am too sacred(F) for you!’
Such people are smoke(G) in my nostrils,
    a fire that keeps burning all day.

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