They give a gift to all harlots, but you give your gifts to all your lovers, and bribe them to come to you from all around, for your fornication.

But you trusted in your beauty, and played the harlot because of your name, and poured out your fornications on all who passed by; it was his.

How weak is your heart, says the Lord Jehovah, since you do all these, the work of a woman, an overbearing harlot;

in that you build your mound at the head of every way, and make your high place in every street. Yet you have not been as a harlot, scorning wages.

Therefore, O harlot, hear the Word of Jehovah.

Yet she multiplied her fornications to recall the days of her youth, in which she had played the harlot in the land of Egypt.