(But some of the priests mixed the spices.)

Whoever makes perfume like it and whoever puts any of it on someone not a priest will be cut off from his people.’”

and make it into an incense, a perfume, the work of a perfumer. It is to be finely ground, and pure and sacred.

He made the sacred anointing oil and the pure fragrant incense, the work of a perfumer.

One dead fly makes the perfumer’s ointment give off a rancid stench, so a little folly can outweigh much wisdom.

Pile up the bones, kindle the fire; cook the meat well, mix in the spices, let the bones be charred.

You are to make this into a sacred anointing oil, a perfumed compound, the work of a perfumer. It will be sacred anointing oil.