Hosea - Ferrar Fenton Bible Translation page 604
The Books of the Prophets
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HOSEA.
10-9
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Tho' they ily from destruction to Mitzer, There Memph will collect and entomb,—···· The nettles possess their bright silver, In their mansions the thorns shall spring npl The day of the reckoning has come, The day of repayment arrived l And Israel shall know the reciters were fools, That the man with a Spirit was mad ! And because of your manifold vices, Your destruction be equally great. Ephraim keeps a look against GOD l His Prophets lay traps in his paths And destroy in the house of his gods They are deeply corrupt, as in Gibeah's day; He remembers their fault, and will punish their sin I I met Israel like Grapes in the Desert, I looked on your fathers like early ripe figs! They came to Bal-paor,—and fell in their shame! And became as corrupt as their laws! Ephraim’s Glory shall ily like a bird, Without child, or embrace, or conception! If their sons should grow up,—-I destroy them as men l- Woe to them when I turn against them ! I see Ephraim like Tzur on a beautiful site, ’ But Ephraim produces his sons to be slain! Give to them, Loan ;—Yesl what will You give? Give them a womb that will fail, And the breasts that are dry ! For their sin is in Gilgal ; I noticed their plan; On account of their sin I will drive from My home ; I love them no more, for their Princes rebel! Ephraim is felled! and their root is dried up! They cannot bear fruit, or, if they should bear, I will kill the beloved of their breast! My God will reject them,-—they list not to Him; And they shall be wanderers in Nations! 3srazl'¤ gprugrcss in Wealth tml! in Siu. A luxurious vine, Israel poured out his fruit, As his fruits were increased, so his Altars increased; As his country excelled, so his Idols excelled! D0uble·hearted, they new are condemned. He will throw down their altars, their Pillars destroy, there is no King for us, For we fear not the Loup ;——and what can a King do? They make to betray when they ratify bonds, So justice springs up like a weed on a furrow! And Shomeron’s mob grieve for Beth-aven's Calf, its people faint for it, its Priests for it roll, On account of its glory,—-now taken away; To the proud King of Ashur it went as a gift l Blush Ephraim! blush Israel! because of your thoughts! For Shomeron’s King Boats a chip on a stream ! Aven’s Columns are wrecked,·——they were Israe1's sin; On their Altars the thorns and the thistles will grow! Hills on us fall! From Ghibealrs days, you, Ol Israel, sinned! There they stood! 604
