And I will scatter thee among the heathen, and disperse thee in the countries, and will consume thy filthiness out of thee.
But we are all as an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags; and we all do fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.
And when I passed by thee, and saw thee polluted in thine own blood, I said unto thee when thou wast in thy blood, Live; yea, I said unto thee when thou wast in thy blood, Live.
They are all gone aside, they are all together become filthy: there is none that doeth good, no, not one.
For the bodies of those beasts, whose blood is brought into the sanctuary by the high priest for sin, are burned without the camp.