^{5 Ref} For gone a-whoring hath their mother, Acted shamefully hath their conceiver, For she hath said, I go after my lovers, Those giving my bread and my water, My wool and my flax, my oil and my drink.

^{6 Ref} Therefore, lo, I am hedging up thy way with thorns, And I have made for her a wall, And her paths she doth not find.

^{7 Ref} And she hath pursued her lovers, And she doth not overtake them, And hath sought them, and doth not find, And she hath said: I go, and I turn back unto My first husband, For -- better to me then than now.