5A day of our king! Princes have polluted themselves [with] the poison of wine, He hath drawn out his hand with scorners.
6For they have drawn near, As an oven [is] their heart, In their lying in wait all the night sleep doth their baker, Morning! he is burning as a flaming fire.
7All of them are warm as an oven, And they have devoured their judges, All their kings have fallen, There is none calling unto Me among them.
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.
