6 For my angel is with you: And I myself will demand an account of your souls.
7 For their tongue that is polished by the craftsman, and themselves laid over with gold and silver, are false things, and they cannot speak.
8 And as if it were for a maiden that loveth to go gay: so do they take gold and make them up.
9 Their gods have golden crowns upon their heads: whereof the priests secretly convey away from them gold, and silver, and bestow it on themselves.
10 Yea and they give thereof to prostitutes, and they dress out harlots: and again when they receive it of the harlots, they adorn their gods.
11 And these gods cannot defend themselves from the rust, and the moth.
12 But when they have covered them with a purple garment, they wipe their face because of the dust of the house, which is very much among them.