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. |
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2: The floor and the winepress shall not feed them, and the new
wine shall fail in her. |
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3:
They shall not dwell in the LORD's land; but Ephraim shall
return to Egypt, and they shall eat unclean things in Assyria. |
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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. |
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5: What will ye do in the solemn day, and in the day of the feast
of the LORD? |
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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. |
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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. |
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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.
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9: They have deeply corrupted themselves, as in the days of
Gibeah: therefore he will remember their iniquity, he will visit their
sins. |
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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 Baal-peor, and separated themselves unto that shame; and their
abominations were according as they loved. |
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11: As for Ephraim, their glory shall fly away like a bird, from
the birth, and from the womb, and from the conception. |
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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! |
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13: Ephraim, as I saw Tyrus, is planted in a pleasant place: but
Ephraim shall bring forth his children to the murderer. |
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14: Give them, O LORD: what wilt thou give? give them a
miscarrying womb and dry breasts. |
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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. |
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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. |
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17: My God will cast them away, because they did not hearken unto
him: and they shall be wanderers among the nations. |