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 1Rejoice
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.

 2The floor and the
winepress shall not feed them, and the new wine shall fail in her.

 3They shall not dwell
in the LORD’s land; but Ephraim shall return to Egypt, and they shall
eat unclean things in Assyria.

 4They
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.

 5What will ye do in
the solemn day, and in the day of the feast of the LORD?

 6For,
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.

 7The
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.

 8The
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.

 9They
have deeply corrupted themselves, as in the days of Gibeah: therefore
he will remember their iniquity, he will visit their sins.

 10I
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.

 11As for Ephraim,
their glory shall fly away like a bird, from the birth, and from the
womb, and from the conception.

 12Though
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!

 13Ephraim, as I saw
Tyrus, is planted in a pleasant place: but Ephraim shall bring forth
his children to the murderer.

 14Give them, O LORD:
what wilt thou give? give them a miscarrying womb and dry breasts.

 15All
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.

 16Ephraim
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.

 17My God will cast
them away, because they did not hearken unto him: and they shall be
wanderers among the nations.