“ If my heart has been enticed to a woman, and I have laid wait at my neighbor’s door,then let my wife grind for another, and let others sleep with her.For that would be a heinous crime. Yes, it would be an iniquity to be punished by the judges;for it is a fire that consumes to destruction, and would root out all my increase.
They are all adulterers. They are burning like an oven that the baker stops stirring, from the kneading of the dough, until it is leavened.On the day of our king, the princes made themselves sick with the heat of wine. He joined his hand with mockers.For they have prepared their heart like an oven, while they lie in wait. Their baker sleeps all the night. In the morning it burns as a flaming fire.They are all hot as an oven, and devour their judges. All their kings have fallen. There is no one among them who calls to me.
