My transgression is sealed up in a bag, And thou sewest up mine iniquity.
Is not this laid up in store with me, And sealed up among my treasures?
The iniquity of Ephraim is bound up; his sin is hid.
God layeth up his iniquity for his children: He rewardeth him, and he shall know it.
For their vine is of the vine of Sodom, And of the fields of Gomorrah: Their grapes are grapes of gall, Their clusters are bitter:
And surely the mountain falling cometh to nought, And the rock is removed out of his place.
I am clean without transgression, I am innocent; neither is there iniquity in me.
For though thou wash thee with nitre, and take thee much soap, yet thine iniquity is marked before me, saith the Lord GOD.
And I subscribed the evidence, and sealed it, and took witnesses, and weighed him the money in the balances.
If I justify myself, mine own mouth shall condemn me: If I say, I am perfect, it shall also prove me perverse.
Yet shalt thou plunge me in the ditch, And mine own clothes shall abhor me.