Even when their drinks are gone, they continue their prostitution; their rulers dearly love shameful ways.

A whirlwind will sweep them away, and their sacrifices will bring them shame.

“When I found Israel, it was like finding grapes in the desert; when I saw your ancestors, it was like seeing the early fruit on the fig tree. But when they came to Baal Peor, they consecrated themselves to that shameful idol and became as vile as the thing they loved.