ECB(i)
1 When I heal Yisra El, then I expose the perversity of Ephrayim and the evil of Shomeron; for they do falsehood: and the thief enters and the troop strips in the outways:
2 and they say not in their hearts that I remember all their evil: their own exploits surround them; they are in front of my face:
3 they cheer the sovereign with their evil and the governors with their deceptions:
4 they are all adulterers - as an oven burning by the baker who shabbathizes from waking after he kneads the dough, until it leavens.
5 In the day of our sovereign the governors stroke him with wine of fury; he draws his hand with scorners:
6 for they approach; their heart is an oven: they lurk all night; their baker sleeps: in the morning it burns as a flaming fire.
7 They all heat as an oven and consume their judges; all their sovereigns fall: not one among them calls to me.
8 Ephrayim, he mingles among the people; Ephrayim is an ashcake not turned.
9 Strangers consume his force and he knows it not: yes, greyness here and there on him yet he knows not.
10 And the pomp of Yisra El answers to his face: and they neither return to Yah Veh their Elohim nor seek him for all this:
11 and Ephrayim is as a deluded dove without heart: they call to Misrayim; they go to Ashshur:
12 they go, and I spread my net over them; I bring them down as the flyers of the heavens; I discipline them as reported to their witness.
13 Woe to them! For they flee from me: ravage to them - because they rebel against me: and I - I redeem them; yet they word lies against me:
14 and they cry not to me with their heart but howl on their beds: they sojourn for crop and juice and they turn aside against me.
15 Though I discipline and strengthen their arms, yet they fabricate evil against me:
16 they return, but not to Elyon: they are as a deceitful bow: their governors fall by the sword for the rage of their tongue: this is their derision in the land of Misrayim.