Oséias 7

1 When I would heal Israel,

2 They don’t consider in their hearts that I remember all their wickedness.

3 They make the king glad with their wickedness,

4 They are all adulterers.

5 On the day of our king, the princes made themselves sick with the heat of wine.

6 For they have prepared their heart like an oven,

7 They are all hot as an oven,

8 Ephraim mixes himself among the nations.

9 Strangers have devoured his strength,

10 The pride of Israel testifies to his face;

11 "Ephraim is like an easily deceived dove, without understanding.

12 When they go, I will spread my net on them.

13 Woe to them!

14 They haven’t cried to me with their heart,

15 Though I have taught and strengthened their arms,

16 They return, but not to the Most High.