Jeremiah 2:20-24 For, in age–past time, I brake thy yoke, I tare off thy fetters, And thou saidst, I will not transgress,––Nevertheless, on every high hill, and under every green tree, wast thou lying down as an unchaste woman.

Rotherham⁽ⁱ⁾ ²⁰ For, in age–past time, I brake thy yoke, I tare off thy fetters, And thou saidst, I will not transgress,––Nevertheless, on every high hill, and under every green tree, wast thou lying down as an unchaste woman. ²¹ Yet, I, planted thee a precious vine, a wholly true seed,––How then didst thou change thyself towards me, into the degenerate plantings of the alien vine? ²² For, though thou wash thee with nitre, And take thee much soap, Yet is thine iniquity inscribed, before me, Declareth My Lord, Yahweh. ²³ How canst thou say, I have not defiled myself, After the Baalim, have I not gone? See thy way, in the valley, Own, what thou hast done,––A nimble young she–camel, crossing her own ways; ²⁴ A wild ass, taught of the desert, In the desire of her soul, she snuffeth the wind, In her occasion, who can turn her back? None who seek her, will weary themselves, In her month, they shall find her!