The webs they make cannot be used for clothes; you can’t cover yourself with those webs. The things they do are evil, and they use their hands to hurt others.
All of us are dirty with sin. All the right things we have done are like filthy pieces of cloth. All of us are like dead leaves, and our sins, like the wind, have carried us away.
You took some of your clothes and made your places of worship colorful. There you carried on your prostitution. These things should not happen; they should never occur.
The priest must burn the clothing. It does not matter if it is woven or knitted, wool or linen, or made of leather, because the mildew is spreading. It must be burned.
The “night” is almost finished, and the “day” is almost here. So we should stop doing things that belong to darkness and take up the weapons used for fighting in the light.
You were taught to leave your old self—to stop living the evil way you lived before. That old self becomes worse, because people are fooled by the evil things they want to do.