8Ephraim! among peoples he mixeth himself, Ephraim hath been a cake unturned.
9Devoured have strangers his power, And he hath not known, Also old age hath sprinkled [itself] on him, And he hath not known.
10And humbled hath been the excellency of Israel to his face, And they have not turned back unto Jehovah their God, Nor have they sought Him for all this.
11And Ephraim is as a simple dove without heart, Egypt they called on -- [to] Asshur they have gone.
12When they go I spread over them My net, As the fowl of the heavens I bring them down, I chastise them as their company hath heard.
13Wo to them, for they wandered from Me, Destruction to them, for they transgressed against Me, And I -- I ransom them, and they have spoken lies against Me,
14And have not cried unto Me with their heart, but howl on their beds, For corn and new wine they assemble themselves, They turn aside against Me.
