ECB(i)
2 I spread my hands all the day to a revolting people who walk in a way not good - after their own fabrications;
3 a people who vex me continually to my face; who sacrifice in gardens and incense on altars of brick;
4 who settle among the tombs and stay overnight in the guards - who eat flesh of swine; and soup of stench is in their instruments;
5 who say, Approach! - but come not near me; lest I hallow you. These are a smoke in my nostrils, a fire that burns all the day.