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.
02 The floor and the winepress shall not feed
them, and the new wine shall fail in her.
03 They shall not dwell in the Lord's land; but
Ephraim shall return to Egypt, and they shall eat
unclean things in Assyria.
04 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.
05 What will ye do in the solemn day, and in the
day of the feast of the Lord?
06 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.
07 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.
08 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.
09 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
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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