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And goest joyfully to the king in ointment, And dost multiply thy perfumes, And sendest thine ambassadors afar off, And humblest thyself unto Sheol.

10 In the greatness of thy way thou hast laboured, Thou hast not said, `It is desperate.' The life of thy hand thou hast found, Therefore thou hast not been sick.

11 And of whom hast thou been afraid, and fearest, That thou liest, and Me hast not remembered? Thou hast not laid [it] to thy heart, Am not I silent, even from of old? And Me thou fearest not?

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You went to Molek[a](A) with olive oil
    and increased your perfumes.(B)
You sent your ambassadors[b](C) far away;
    you descended to the very realm of the dead!(D)
10 You wearied(E) yourself by such going about,
    but you would not say, ‘It is hopeless.’(F)
You found renewal of your strength,(G)
    and so you did not faint.

11 “Whom have you so dreaded and feared(H)
    that you have not been true to me,
and have neither remembered(I) me
    nor taken this to heart?(J)
Is it not because I have long been silent(K)
    that you do not fear me?

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Footnotes

  1. Isaiah 57:9 Or to the king
  2. Isaiah 57:9 Or idols