² All day long I have held out my hands
    to an obstinate people,^(A)
who walk in ways not good,
    pursuing their own imaginations^(B)—
³ a people who continually provoke me
    to my very face,^(C)
offering sacrifices in gardens^(D)
    and burning incense^(E) on altars of brick;
⁴ who sit among the graves^(F)
    and spend their nights keeping secret vigil;
who eat the flesh of pigs,^(G)
    and whose pots hold broth of impure meat;
⁵ who say, ‘Keep away; don’t come near me,
    for I am too sacred^(H) for you!’
Such people are smoke^(I) in my nostrils,
    a fire that keeps burning all day.