5On the day of our king, the rulers made him ill with the heat of wine; his hand was stretched out with the men of pride.
6For they have made their hearts ready like an oven, while they are waiting secretly; their wrath is sleeping all night; in the morning it is burning like a flaming fire.
7They are all heated like an oven, and they put an end to their judges; all their kings have been made low; not one among them makes prayer to me.
8Ephraim is mixed with the peoples; Ephraim is a cake not turned.
9Men from other lands have made waste his strength, and he is not conscious of it; grey hairs have come on him here and there, and he has no knowledge of it.
10And the pride of Israel gives an answer to his face; but for all this, they have not gone back to the Lord their God, or made search for him.
11And Ephraim is like a foolish dove, without wisdom; they send out their cry to Egypt, they go to Assyria.
