¹¹⁹ You ^[a]put away all the wicked of the earth ^(A)like ^[b]dross;
Therefore I love Your testimonies.

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

^28 (A)They are all stubborn rebels, ^(B)walking as slanderers.
They are ^(C)bronze and iron,
They are all corrupters;

4 How the gold has become dim!
How changed the fine gold!
The stones of the sanctuary are ^[a]scattered
At the head of every street.