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Hosea 7
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When I would have healed Israel, then the iniquity of Ephraim was discovered, and the wickedness of Samaria: for they commit falsehood; and the thief comes in, and the troop of robbers spoils without.
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And they consider not in their hearts that I remember all their wickedness: now their own doings have beset them about they are before my face.
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They make the king glad with their wickedness, and the princes with their lies.
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They are all adulterers, as an oven heated by the baker, who ceases from raising after he has kneaded the dough, until it be leavened.
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In the day of our king the princes have made him sick with bottles of wine he stretched out his hand with scorners.
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For they have made ready their heart like an oven, while they lie in wait: their baker sleeps all the night; in the morning it burns as a flaming fire.
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They are all hot as an oven, and have devoured their judges; all their kings are fallen: there is none among them that calls to me.
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Ephraim, he has mixed himself among the people; Ephraim is a cake not turned.
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Strangers have devoured his strength, and he know it not: yes, gray hairs are here and there on him, yet he know not.
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And the pride of Israel testifies to his face: and they do not return to the LORD their God, nor seek him for all this.
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Ephraim also is like a silly dove without heart: they call to Egypt, they go to Assyria.
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When they will go, I will spread my net on them; I will bring them down as the fowls of the heaven; I will chastise them, as their congregation has heard.
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Woe to them! for they have fled from me: destruction to them! because they have transgressed against me: even though I have redeemed them, yet they have spoken lies against me.
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And they have not cried to me with their heart, when they howled on their beds: they assemble themselves for corn and wine, and they rebel against me.
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though I have bound and strengthened their arms, yet do they imagine mischief against me.
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They return, but not to the most High: they are like a deceitful bow: their princes will fall by the sword for the rage of their tongue: this will be their derision in the land of Egypt.
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