Ye, are the salt of the earth; but, if the salt become tasteless, wherewith shall it be salted? it is good, for nothing, any more, save, being cast out, to be trampled on by men.
And, every meal-offering oblation of thine, with salt, shalt thou season, and thou shelf not suffer to be lacking the salt of the covenant of thy God, from upon thy meal-offering,—upon every oblation of thine, shalt thou offer salt.
Of how much sorer punishment, suppose ye, shall he be accounted worthy, who hath trampled underfoot the Son of God, and, the blood of the covenant, hath esteemed, a profane thing, by which he had been made holy, and, unto the Spirit of favour, hath offered wanton insult?