<t /><p class="poetry">The filthy,<n id="1" /> stained city is as good as dead;p> <p class="poetry">the city filled with oppressors is finished!<n id="2" />p>

<p class="bodytext">But Daniel made up his mind<n id="1" /> that he would not defile<n id="2" /> himself with the royal delicacies or the royal wine.<n id="3" /> He therefore asked the overseer of the court officials for permission not to defile himself.

You are offering improper sacrifices on my altar, yet you ask, &#8216;How have we offended you?&#8217; By treating the table<n id="1" /> of the <sc>Lordsc> as if it is of no importance!

They<n id="1" /> searched for their records in the genealogical materials, but did not find them.<n id="2" /> They were therefore excluded<n id="3" /> from the priesthood.

They searched for their records in the genealogical materials, but none were found. They were therefore excluded<n id="1" /> from the priesthood.

<p class="poetry">For your hands are stained with bloodp> <p class="poetry">and your fingers with sin;p> <p class="poetry">your lips speak lies,p> <p class="poetry">your tongue utters malicious words.p>

<p class="lamhebrew">&#1504; (<i>Nuni>)p> <p class="poetry">They<n id="1" /> wander blindly<n id="2" /> through the streets,p> <p class="poetry">defiled by the blood they shed,<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">while no one dares<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">to touch their garments.p>

&#8220;But you are profaning it by saying that the table of the Lord is common and its offerings<n id="1" /> despicable.

<p class="poetry">&#8220;I have stomped grapes in the winepress all by myself;p> <p class="poetry">no one from the nations joined me.p> <p class="poetry">I stomped on them<n id="1" /> in my anger;p> <p class="poetry">I trampled them down in my rage.p> <p class="poetry">Their juice splashed on my garments,p> <p class="poetry">and stained<n id="2" /> all my clothes.p>