1 I was available to those who did not inquire of me;
I was accessible to those who did not seek me.
I said, Here am I; I am here,
to a nation that did not invoke my name.
2 I held out my hands all the day to a defiant people,
who walk in ways that are not good,
following their own imagination—
3 a people who constantly provoke me to my face,
sacrificing in parks, making smoke upon bricks,
4 who sit in sepulchres, spend nights in hideouts,
who eat swine’s flesh,
their bowls full of polluted broth,
5 who think, Keep your distance,
don’t come near me; I am holier than you!
Such are a smoke to my nostrils,
a fire smoldering all day long.
6 See, it is written before me that I will not be still
till I have paid back into their bosom
7 their own iniquities and their fathers’ alike,
says Jehovah.
To those who kindle sacrifice in the mountains,
who affront me on the hills, I will measure out
in their laps the payment that has accrued.