1 The godly perish,but no one cares.Honest people disappear,when no one mindsthat the godly disappear because of evil.
2 Those who live uprightly enter a place of peace;they rest on their beds.
3 But approach, you sons of omen readers,you offspring of adulteresses and prostitutes!
4 At whom are you laughing?At whom are you opening your mouthand sticking out your tongue?You are the children of rebels,the offspring of liars,
5 you who practice ritual sex under the oaks and every green tree,who slaughter children near the streams under the rocky overhangs.
6 Among the smooth stones of the stream are the idols you love;they, they are the object of your devotion. You pour out liquid offerings to them,you make an offering.Because of these things I will seek vengeance.
7 On every high, elevated hill you prepare your bed;you go up there to offer sacrifices.