Hos 9
1
Rejoice not, O Israel, for joy, like the peoples; for you have played the harlot,
[departing] from your God; you have loved hire upon every grain-floor.
2
The threshing-floor and the wine press shall not feed them, and the new wine shall
fail her.
3
They shall not dwell in YHWH`s land; but Ephraim shall return to Egypt, and they shall
eat unclean food in Assyria.
4
They shall not pour out wine-offerings to YHWH, neither shall they be pleasing to
him: their sacrifices shall be to them as the bread of mourners; all that eat thereof
shall be polluted; for their bread shall be for their appetite; it shall not come
into the house of YHWH.
5
What will you do in the day of solemn assembly, and in the day of the feast of YHWH?
6
For, behold, they are gone away from destruction; [yet] Egypt shall gather them up,
Memphis shall bury them; their pleasant things of silver, nettles shall possess them;
thorns shall be in their tents.
7
The days of visitation are come, the days of recompense are come; Israel shall know
it: the prophet is a fool, the man that has the spirit is mad, for the abundance of
your iniquity, and because the enmity is great.
8
Ephraim [was] a watchman with my God: as for the prophet, a fowler`s snare is in all
his ways, [and] enmity in the house of his God.
9
They have deeply corrupted themselves, as in the days of Gibeah: he will remember
their iniquity, he will visit their sins.
10
I found Israel like grapes in the wilderness; I saw your fathers as the first-ripe
in the fig-tree at its first season: but they came to Baal-peor, and consecrated themselves
to the shameful thing, and became abominable like that which they loved.
11
As for Ephraim, their glory shall fly away like a bird: there shall be no birth, and
none with child, and no conception.
12
Though they bring up their children, yet will I bereave them, so that not a man shall
be left: yea, woe also to them when I depart from them!
13
Ephraim, like as I have seen Tyre, is planted in a pleasant place: but Ephraim shall
bring out his children to the slayer.
14
Give them, O YHWH-what will you give? give them a miscarrying womb and dry breasts.
15
All their wickedness is in Gilgal; for there I hated them: because of the wickedness
of their doings I will drive them out of my 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 the beloved fruit of their womb.
17
My God will cast them away, because they did not hearken to him; and they shall be
wanderers among the nations.