4They have made kings, and not by Me, They have made princes, and I have not known, Their silver and their gold they have made to them idols, So that they are cut off.
5Cast off hath thy calf, O Samaria, Burned hath Mine anger against them, Till when are they not capable of purity?
6For even it [is] of Israel; an artificer made it, And it [is] not God, For the calf of Samaria is fragments!
7For wind they sow, and a hurricane they reap, Stalk it hath none -- a shoot not yielding grain, If so be it yield -- strangers do swallow it up.
8Israel hath been swallowed up, Now they have been among nations, As a vessel in which is no delight.
9For they -- they have gone up [to] Asshur, A wild ass alone by himself [is] Ephraim, They have hired lovers!
10Also though they hire among nations, Now I gather them, and they are pained a little, From the burden of a king of princes.
