15 Yet my people have forgotten me;

they burn incense to worthless idols,

which made them stumble in their ways,

in the ancient paths.

They made them walk in byways,

on roads not built up.

16 Their land will be an object of horror

and of lasting scorn;

all who pass by will be appalled

and will shake their heads.

15 Because my people hath forgotten me, they have burned incense to vanity, and they have caused them to stumble in their ways from the ancient paths, to walk in paths, in a way not cast up; 16 To make their land desolate, and a perpetual hissing; every one that passeth thereby shall be astonished, and wag his head.

15 But my people are not so reliable, for they have deserted me;

they burn incense to worthless idols.

They have stumbled off the ancient highways

and walk in muddy paths.

16 Therefore, their land will become desolate,

a monument to their stupidity.

All who pass by will be astonished

and will shake their heads in amazement.

15 “Because My people have forgotten Me,

They have burned incense to worthless idols.

And they have caused themselves to stumble in their ways,

From the ancient paths,

To walk in pathways and not on a highway,

16 To make their land desolate and a perpetual hissing;

Everyone who passes by it will be astonished

And shake his head.

15 But my people have forgotten me.

They burn incense to worthless idols

and have stumbled in what they do

and in the old ways of their ancestors.

They walk along back roads

and on poor highways.

16 So Judah’s country will become an empty desert.

People will not stop making fun of it.

They will shake their heads as they pass by;

they will be shocked at how the country was destroyed.

15 For my people have forgotten me, they have burned incense to false gods; and they have been made to stumble in their ways, in the ancient paths, to walk in bypaths, in a way not cast up; 16 to make their land an astonishment, and a perpetual hissing; every one that passeth thereby shall be astonished, and shake his head.

15 For my people hath forgotten me: they burn incense to vanity; and they have caused them to stumble in their ways, the ancient paths, to walk in by-paths of a way not cast up; 16 to make their land an astonishment, a perpetual hissing: every one that passeth by shall be astonished, and shake his head.

15 But my people have forgotten me. 

They burn incense as an offering to worthless idols, 

and they stumble along the way, on the ancient path. 

They go on side roads and not on major highways. 

16 Their land will become desolate 

and something to be hissed at forever. 

Everyone who will pass by it will be stunned and shake his head. 

15 Yet My people have forgotten Me.

They burn incense to false idols

that make them stumble in their ways

on the ancient roads

and walk on new paths, not the highway.

16 They have made their land a horror,

a perpetual object of scorn;

everyone who passes by it will be horrified

and shake his head.

15 But my people have forgotten me,

they burn offerings to a delusion;

they have stumbled in their ways,

in the ancient roads,

and have gone into bypaths,

not the highway,

16 making their land a horror,

a thing to be hissed at forever.

All who pass by it are horrified

and shake their heads.

15 But my people have forgotten me.

They make smoke offerings to the idols,

and they caused them to stumble in their ways, the ancient ways,

to go into bypaths, not one that is built up.

16 To make their land a horror,

an object of whistling for eternity.

All who pass by it will be appalled,

and he will shake his head.

15 But my people have forgotten me.

They burn incense to worthless gods.

Their gods made them trip and fall

as they walked on the old paths.

They made them use side roads

instead of roads that were built up.

16 So their land will be completely destroyed.

People will make fun of it again and again.

All those who pass by it will be shocked.

They will shake their heads.

15 ‘For My people have forgotten Me,

They burn incense to worthless gods

And they have stumbled from their ways,

From the ancient paths,

To walk in bypaths,

Not on a highway,

16 To make their land a desolation,

An object of perpetual hissing;

Everyone who passes by it will be astonished

And shake his head.