Hosea 13

¹When Ephraim spake, there was trembling; he exalted himself in Israel; but when he offended in Baal, he died.

²And now they sin more and more, and have made them molten images of their silver, even idols according to their own understanding, all of them the work of the craftsmen: they say of them, Let the men that sacrifice kiss the calves.

³Therefore they shall be as the morning cloud, and as the dew that passeth early away, as the chaff that is driven with the whirlwind out of the threshing-floor, and as the smoke out of the chimney.

⁴Yet I am Jehovah thy God from the land of Egypt; and thou shalt know no god but me, and besides me there is no saviour.

⁵I did know thee in the wilderness, in the land of great drought.

⁶According to their pasture, so were they filled; they were filled, and their heart was exalted: therefore have they forgotten me.

⁷Therefore am I unto them as a lion; as a leopard will I watch by the way;

⁸I will meet them as a bear that is bereaved of her whelps, and will rend the caul of their heart; and there will I devour them like a lioness; the wild beast shall tear them.

⁹It is thy destruction, O Israel, that thou art against me, against thy help.

¹⁰Where now is thy king, that he may save thee in all thy cities? and thy judges, of whom thou saidst, Give me a king and princes?

¹¹I have given thee a king in mine anger, and have taken him away in my wrath.

¹²The iniquity of Ephraim is bound up; his sin is laid up in store.

¹³The sorrows of a travailing woman shall come upon him: he is an unwise son; for it is time he should not tarry in the place of the breaking forth of children.

¹⁴I will ransom them from the power of Sheol; I will redeem them from death: O death, where are thy plagues? O Sheol, where is thy destruction? repentance shall be hid from mine eyes.

¹⁵Though he be fruitful among his brethren, an east wind shall come, the breath of Jehovah coming up from the wilderness; and his spring shall become dry, and his fountain shall be dried up: he shall make spoil of the treasure of all goodly vessels.

¹⁶Samaria shall bear her guilt; for she hath rebelled against her God: they shall fall by the sword; their infants shall be dashed in pieces, and their women with child shall be ripped up.

Hosea 13

¹When Ephraim speaketh tremblingly, He hath been lifted up in Israel, When he becometh guilty in Baal he dieth.

²And now do they add to sin, And make to them a molten image of their silver, By their own understandingidols, A work of artisansall of it, Of them they say, who are sacrificers among men, `The calves let them kiss.'

³Therefore 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.

⁴And I am Jehovah thy God from the land of Egypt, And a God besides Me thou dost not know, And a Saviourthere is none save Me.

⁵II have known thee in a wilderness, In a land of droughts.

⁶According to their feedings they are satiated, They have been satiated, And their heart is lifted up, Therefore they have forgotten Me,

⁷And I am to them as a lion, As a leopard by the way I look out.

⁸I do meet them as a bereaved bear, And I rend the enclosure of their heart.

⁹And I consume them there as a lioness, A beast of the field doth rend them.

¹⁰Thou hast destroyed thyself, O Israel, But in Me is thy help, Where is thy king nowAnd he doth save thee in all thy cities? And thy judges of whom thou didst say, `Give to me a king and heads?'

¹¹I give to thee a king in Mine anger, And I take away in My wrath.

¹²Bound up is the iniquity of Ephraim, Hidden is his sin,

¹³Pangs 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.

¹⁴From 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.

¹⁵Though 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, Itit spoileth a treasureevery desirable vessel.

¹⁶Become 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!