1 Rejoice not, O Israel, for joy, as other people: for thou hast
gone a whoring from thy God, thou hast loved a reward upon
every cornfloor.
2 The floor and the winepress shall not feed them, and the new
wine shall fail in her.
3 They shall not dwell in the LORD's land; but Ephraim shall
return to Egypt, and they shall eat unclean things in Assyria.
4 They shall not offer wine offerings to the LORD, neither shall
they be pleasing unto him: their sacrifices shall be unto them
as the bread of mourners; all that eat thereof shall be
polluted: for their bread for their soul shall not come into
the house of the LORD.
5 What will ye do in the solemn day, and in the day of the feast
of the LORD?
6 For, lo, they are gone because of destruction: Egypt shall
gather them up, Memphis shall bury them: the pleasant places
for their silver, nettles shall possess them: thorns shall be
in their tabernacles.
7 The days of visitation are come, the days of recompence are
come; Israel shall know it: the prophet is a fool, the
spiritual man is mad, for the multitude of thine iniquity, and
the great hatred.
8 The watchman of Ephraim was with my God: but the prophet is a
snare of a fowler in all his ways, and hatred in the house of
his God.
9 They have deeply corrupted themselves, as in the days of
Gibeah: therefore he will remember their iniquity, he will
visit their sins.
10 I found Israel like grapes in the wilderness; I saw your
fathers as the firstripe in the fig tree at her first time:
but they went to Baalpeor, and separated themselves unto that
shame; and their abominations were according as they loved.
11 As for Ephraim, their glory shall fly away like a bird, from
the birth, and from the womb, and from the conception.
12 Though they bring up their children, yet will I bereave them,
that there shall not be a man left: yea, woe also to them when
I depart from them!
13 Ephraim, as I saw Tyrus, is planted in a pleasant place: but
Ephraim shall bring forth his children to the murderer.
14 Give them, O LORD: what wilt thou give? give them a
miscarrying womb and dry breasts.
15 All their wickedness is in Gilgal: for there I hated them: for
the wickedness of their doings I will drive them out of mine
house, I will love them no more: all their princes are
revolters.
16 Ephraim is smitten, their root is dried up, they shall bear no
fruit: yea, though they bring forth, yet will I slay even the
beloved fruit of their womb.
17 My God will cast them away, because they did not hearken unto
him: and they shall be wanderers among the nations.
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