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Hosea - Chapter 7

¹ Whenever I would heal Israel, I am confronted by the guilt of Ephraim and the evil-doings of Samaria; for deceit is their principle of behaviour; the thief breaks into the house, marauders raid in the open;

² and they never pause to consider that I remember all their wicked deeds; and now their own deeds hem them in and stare me in the face.

³ They amuse the king with their wickedness and the chief men with their lies.

⁴ They are all adulterers, hot as an oven which the baker need not stoke from the time he has kneaded the dough until it rises.

⁵ At the holiday for our king, the ministers become inflamed with wine, while he accepts the homage of people

⁶ who laugh at him. Their hearts are like an oven as they plot, all night their passion slumbers, then in the morning it bursts into flame;

⁷ yes, all of them as hot as ovens, they consume their rulers. All their kings have fallen thus, not one of them has ever called on me.

⁸ Ephraim mixes with the nations. Ephraim is a half-baked cake.

⁹ Foreigners have eaten his strength away but he is unconscious of it; even his hair is turning grey but he is unconscious of it.

¹⁰ (Israel's arrogance is his own accuser; but they do not come back to Yahweh their God or seek him, despite all this.)

¹¹ Ephraim is like a silly, witless pigeon calling on Egypt, turning to Assyria.

¹² Wherever they turn, I shall spread my net over them, I shall bring them down like the birds of the sky, I shall punish them for their perversity.

¹³ Woe to them for having fled from me! Ruin seize them for having wronged me! I have rescued them again and again and they have only told lies about me.

¹⁴ Theirs is no heartfelt cry to me when they lament on their beds; when they gash themselves over the grain and new wine, they are still rebelling against me.

¹⁵ Though I supported and gave strength to their arms, they plan how to hurt me.

¹⁶ They turn to what does not exist, they are like a faulty bow. Their leaders will fall by the sword because of their arrogant talk; how they will be laughed at in Egypt!