| Chapter 13 |
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When Ephraim speaketh tremblingly, He hath been lifted up in Israel, When he becometh guilty in Baal he dieth. |
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And now do they add to sin, And make to them a molten image of their silver, By their own understanding -- idols, A work of artizans -- all of it, Of them they say, who are sacrificers among men, `The calves let them kiss.` |
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Therefore they are as a cloud of the morning, And as dew, rising early, going away, As chaff tossed about out of a floor, And as smoke out of a window. |
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And I am Jehovah thy God from the land of Egypt, And a God besides Me thou dost not know, And a Saviour -- there is none save Me. |
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I -- I have known thee in a wilderness, In a land of droughts. |
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According to their feedings they are satiated, They have been satiated, And their heart is lifted up, Therefore they have forgotten Me, |
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And I am to them as a lion, As a leopard by the way I look out. |
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I do meet them as a bereaved bear, And I rend the enclosure of their heart. |
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And I consume them there as a lioness, A beast of the field doth rend them. |
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Thou hast destroyed thyself, O Israel, But in Me is thy help, Where is thy king now -- And he doth save thee in all thy cities? And thy judges of whom thou didst say, `Give to me a king and heads?` |
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I give to thee a king in Mine anger, And I take away in My wrath. |
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Bound up is the iniquity of Ephraim, Hidden is his sin, |
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Pangs of a travailing woman come to him, He is a son not wise, For he remaineth not the time for the breaking forth of sons. |
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From the hand of Sheol I do ransom them, From death I redeem them, Where is thy plague, O death? Where thy destruction, O Sheol? Repentance is hid from Mine eyes. |
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Though he among brethren produceth fruit, Come in doth an east wind, a wind of Jehovah, From a wilderness it is coming up, And it drieth up his fountain, And become dry doth his spring, It -- it spoileth a treasure -- every desirable vessel. |
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Become desolate doth Samaria, Because she hath rebelled against her God, By sword they do fall, Their sucklings are dashed in pieces, And its pregnant ones are ripped up! |
