| Chapter 7
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1 | When I would
have healed Israel, then the iniquity of Ephraim was discovered, and the
wickedness of Samaria: for they commit falsehood; and the thief cometh in, and
the troop of robbers spoileth without.
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2 | And they consider not in their hearts that I remember all
their wickedness: now their own doings have beset them about; they are before
my face. |
3 | They make the
king glad with their wickedness, and the princes with their lies. |
4 | They are all adulterers, as an oven
heated by the baker, who ceaseth from raising after he hath kneaded the dough,
until it be leavened. |
5 |
In the day of our king the princes have made him sick with bottles of wine; he
stretched out his hand with scorners. |
6 | For they have made ready their heart like an oven, whiles they
lie in wait: their baker sleepeth all the night; in the morning it burneth as a
flaming fire. |
7 | They are
all hot as an oven, and have devoured their judges; all their kings are fallen:
there is none among them that calleth unto me. |
8 | Ephraim, he hath mixed himself among the people;
Ephraim is a cake not turned. |
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| Strangers have devoured his strength, and he knoweth it not: yea, gray
hairs are here and there upon him, yet he knoweth not. |
10 | And the pride of Israel testifieth to
his face: and they do not return to the LORD their God, nor seek him for all
this. |
11 | Ephraim also is
like a silly dove without heart: they call to Egypt, they go to Assyria. |
12 | When they shall go, I
will spread my net upon them; I will bring them down as the fowls of the
heaven; I will chastise them, as their congregation hath heard. |
13 | Woe unto them! for they have fled
from me: destruction unto them! because they have transgressed against me:
though I have redeemed them, yet they have spoken lies against me. |
14 | And they have not cried unto me
with their heart, when they howled upon their beds: they assemble themselves
for corn and wine, and they rebel against me. |
15 | Though I have bound and strengthened their arms, yet do
they imagine mischief against me. |
16 | They return, but not to the most High: they are like a deceitful
bow: their princes shall fall by the sword for the rage of their tongue: this
shall be their derision in the land of Egypt. |