CHAPTER 13
1When Ephraim spoke in trembling,
he was a prince in Israel,
but he was guilty with Baal and died.
2And now they continue to offend
and make themselves molten images
from their silver in their form as idols,
all of it craftsmen’s work.
sacrifices of man, calves to be kissed.
3Therefore shall they be like a morning cloud
and like early dew that melts away,
like chaff whirled out from the threshing floor
and like smoke from a chimney.
4Yet I am the LORD your God
ever since the land of Egypt,
and no God save Me shall you know
and no rescuer except for Me.
5I knew you in the wilderness
in a parched land.
6When they grazed and they were sated,
they were sated and grew proud.
Therefore they forgot Me.
7And I will become to them like a lion,
like a leopard I spy on the way.
8I will meet them like a bear robbed of her cubs
and rip the sinews round their heart.
And I will devour them there like a lion,
the beasts of the field shall tear them apart.
9You are ruined, O Israel,
for who will come to your aid?
10Where is your king, then?
Let him rescue you in all your towns.
And your leaders to whom you said,
11But I will give you a king in My wrath
and take him away in My anger.
12Ephraim’s crime is bundled up,
hidden, his offense.
13Birth pangs come upon him,
on the birth-stool for children.
14From Sheol shall I ransom them,
from death shall I redeem them?
Where are your words, O Death,
where your scourge, O Sheol?
Regret is hidden from My eyes.
15Though he put forth fruit in meadows,
the east wind shall come, the LORD’s wind.
from the desert rising up.
And his fountain shall dry up
and his spring shall arid be.
every precious vessel.