“I revealed myself to those who did not ask for me;
I was found by those who did not seek me.
To a nation that did not call on my name,
I said,
‘Here am I,
here am I’.
All day long,
I have held my hands to
an obstinate people,
who walk in ways not good,
pursuing their own imaginations-
people who continually provoke me to my very face,
offering sacrifices in gardens
and burning incense
on alters of brick;
who sit among the graves
and spend their nights keeping secret vigil,
who eat the flesh of pigs
and whose pots hold broth of impure meat;
who say, ‘Keep away;
don’t come near me.
I am too sacred for you!
Such people are smoke in my nostrils,
a fire that keeps burning all day.”