Coverdale(i)
7 they are altogether as hote as an ouen. They haue deuoured their owne iudges, all their kinges are falle: yet is there none of the yt calleth vpon me.
8 Therfore must Ephraim be mixte amonge ye Heithen. Ephraim is become like a cake, yt no man turneth:
9 straungers haue deuoured his strength, yet he regardeth it not: he waxeth ful of gray haires, yet wil he not knowe it:
10 & ye pride of Israel is cast downe before their face, yet wil they not turne to the LORDE their God, ner seke him, for all this.