20 “For of old I have ^abroken your yoke and burst your bonds;
And ^byou said, ‘I will not transgress,’
When ^con every high hill and under every green tree
You lay down, ^dplaying the harlot. ‡

21 Yet I had ^aplanted you a noble vine, a seed of highest quality.
How then have you turned before Me
Into ^bthe degenerate plant of an alien vine? ‡

23 “How^a can you say, ‘I am not polluted,
I have not gone after the Baals’?
See your way in the valley;
Know what you have done:
You are a swift dromedary breaking loose in her ways, ‡

24 A wild donkey used to the wilderness,
That sniffs at the wind in her desire;
In her time of mating, who can turn her away?
All those who seek her will not weary themselves;
In her month they will find her.