Ingrained is thy guilt before Me,
Rede of the Lord, thy God.[156]
How sayest thou, “I'm not defiled, 23
Nor gone after the Baals.”
Look at thy ways in the Valley,
And own thy deeds!
A young camel, light o' heel,[157]
Zig-zagging her tracks,
A heifer, schooled to the desert— 24
In the heat of her lust,