¹ Rejoice not, O Israel, for joy, as other people: for you have gone a whoring from your God, you have loved a reward on every cornfloor . ² The floor and the winepress will not feed them, and the new wine will fail in her. ³ They will not dwell in the LORD'S land; but Ephraim will return to Egypt, and they will eat unclean things in Assyria. ⁴ They will not offer wine offerings to the LORD, neither will they be pleasing to him: their sacrifices will be to them as the bread of mourners; all that eat of it will be polluted: for their bread for their soul will not come into the house of the LORD. ⁵ What will you do in the solemn day, and in the day of the feast of the LORD? ⁶ For, lo, they are gone because of destruction: Egypt will gather them up, Memphis will bury them: the pleasant places for their silver, nettles will possess them: thorns will be in their tabernacles. ⁷ The days of visitation have come, the days of recompence have come; Israel will know it: the prophet is a fool, the spiritual man is mad, for the multitude of your iniquity, and the great hatred. ⁸ The watchman of Ephraim was with my God: but the prophet is a snare of a fowler in all his ways, and hatred in the house of his God. ⁹ They have deeply corrupted themselves, as in the days of Gibeah: therefore he will remember their iniquity, he will visit their sins. ¹⁰ I found Israel like grapes in the wilderness; I saw your fathers as the firstripe in the fig tree at her first time: but they went to Baalpeor, and separated themselves to that shame; and their abominations were according as they loved. ¹¹ As for Ephraim, their glory will fly away like a bird, from the birth, and from the womb, and from the conception. ¹² though they bring up their children, yet will I bereave them, that there will not be a man left: yes, woe also to them when I depart from them! ¹³ Ephraim, as I saw Tyrus, is planted in a pleasant place: but Ephraim will bring forward his children to the murderer. ¹⁴ Give them, O LORD: what will you give ? give them a miscarrying womb and dry breasts. ¹⁵ All their wickedness is in Gilgal: for there I hated them: for the wickedness of their doings I will drive them out of mine house, I will love them no more: all their princes are revolters. ¹⁶ Ephraim is smitten, their root is dried up, they will bear no fruit: yes, even though they bring forward, yet will I kill even the beloved fruit of their womb. ¹⁷ My God will cast them away, because they did not listen to him: and they will be wanderers among the nations.