18 You took your embroidered garments to cover them; my oil and my incense you set before them;
19 the food I had given you, the fine flour, the oil, and the honey with which I fed you, you set before them as a pleasant odor, says the Lord God.
20 The sons and daughters you bore for me you took and offered as sacrifices for them to devour! Was it not enough that you had become a prostitute?
21 You slaughtered and immolated my children to them, making them pass through fire.
22 In all your abominations and prostitutions you did not remember the days of your youth when you were stark naked, struggling in your blood.
23 Then after all your evildoing—woe, woe to you! oracle of the Lord God—
24 you built yourself a platform and raised up a dais in every public place.