⁹     You offered oils and musky ointments to Molech, your lover-god,
        and sent your servants to exotic places far away,
    Sent them down even into the grave
        to increase your pleasure with a variety of deities.
¹⁰     And even when the journey wore you out, your lust drove you on.
        You did not give up, thinking it hopeless,
    But you found strength and renewed your resolve.
¹¹     Who are you afraid of?
        I don’t know why you lied to Me about it;
    You never seemed to care what I thought.
        Maybe I’ve been patient and quiet too long—
    Is that why you’ve lost all respect for Me?