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With their wickedness they make the king happy, And the officials with their lies.

They make the king glad with their wickedness, and the princes with their lies.

They are all adulterers, Like an oven heated by the baker, Who stops stoking the fire From the time the dough is kneaded until it is leavened.

They are all adulterers, as an oven heated by the baker, who ceaseth from raising after he hath kneaded the dough, until it be leavened.

On the day of our king, the officials became sick with the heat of wine; He stretched out his hand with scoffers,

In the day of our king the princes have made him sick with bottles of wine; he stretched out his hand with scorners.

For their hearts are like an oven As they approach their plotting; Their anger smolders all night, In the morning it burns like flaming fire.

For they have made ready their heart like an oven, whiles they lie in wait: their baker sleepeth all the night; in the morning it burneth as a flaming fire.

All of them are hot like an oven, And they consume their rulers; All their kings have fallen. None of them calls on Me.

They are all hot as an oven, and have devoured their judges; all their kings are fallen: there is none among them that calleth unto me.