4With cords of man I do draw them, With thick cords of love, And I am to them as a raiser up of a yoke on their jaws, And I incline unto him -- I feed [him].
5He turneth not back unto the land of Egypt, And Asshur -- he [is] his king, For they have refused to return.
6Grievous hath been the sword in his cities, And it hath ended his bars, and consumed -- from their own counsels.
7And My people are hanging in suspense, about My returning, And unto the Most High they do call, Together they exalt not.
8How do I give thee up, O Ephraim? Do I deliver thee up, O Israel? How do I make thee as Admah? Do I set thee as Zeboim? Turned in Me is My heart, kindled together have been My repentings.
9I do not the fierceness of My anger, I turn not back to destroy Ephraim, For God I [am], and not a man. In thy midst the Holy One, and I enter not in enmity,
10After Jehovah they go -- as a lion He roareth, When He doth roar, then tremble do the sons from the west.
