HOS 13:1 When Ephraim speaketh tremblingly, He hath been lifted up in Israel, When he becometh guilty in Baal he dieth.
HOS 13:2 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.'
HOS 13:3 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.
HOS 13:4 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.
HOS 13:5 I -- I have known thee in a wilderness, In a land of droughts.
HOS 13:6 According to their feedings they are satiated, They have been satiated, And their heart is lifted up, Therefore they have forgotten Me,
HOS 13:7 And I am to them as a lion, As a leopard by the way I look out.
HOS 13:8 I do meet them as a bereaved bear, And I rend the enclosure of their heart.
HOS 13:9 And I consume them there as a lioness, A beast of the field doth rend them.
HOS 13:10 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?'
HOS 13:11 I give to thee a king in Mine anger, And I take away in My wrath.
HOS 13:12 Bound up `is' the iniquity of Ephraim, Hidden `is' his sin,
HOS 13:13 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.
HOS 13:14 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.
HOS 13:15 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.
HOS 13:16 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!
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