Hosea - Ferrar Fenton Bible Translation page 606
The Books of the Prophets
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HOSEA.
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(0 I1 I2 Ephraim browscs, and follows tho East wind! All day he multiplies lies and destruction! He makes a treaty with Ashur, And his oil is poured out to Mitz’raim! But the LGR!) has a case against Judah, And will visit his ways upon jacob! He will psy him for what he has done l Insthc belly he tripped up his brother, And in his strength strove with an Angel! He strove with the Angel, and won!·-
Wept, andyprayed, when he met Him in Betlu»i,- And so He will speak to ourselves there! For He was the Lonn Gon or Hosrs; The Loan Who remembers! So you now! Return to your Gob, By the practice of justice and Mercy! And always rely on your G0!). A trader, false balance in hand, He always desires to be cheating! And Ephraim says, “ Yes! .I am rich! I have found by my industry plenty! I earned it,-—and nothing is found About me that I perceive sinful ! ’ But I am jmaovau your Gon, Until new from the country of Mitzer; And will send you to wander in tents, As I did in old times that are ancient; For I have declared iby My Preachers, And I have revealed it by Visions, And by the means of the Prophets foretold! For Gilad is guilty !·-5and infamyrest upon Gilgali I They sacrifice bullocks on Altars, Like clods in a plough-field I Once jacob fled ;to the wild·plain of `Araml And Israel slaved for a wife, And wearily watched inhis sorrow ! And the Loan Israel led by a Preacher; And by a Prophet He guarded, from Mitzcr; Yet, now, Ephraim is bitterly vexed, For he is all spattered with bloodshed le So his judge will tix infamy on him! Gplyraim nuts has Great;-—auu lnhn bz hrrnmz iitilrp [E When Ephraim had spokenthey trembled, He was so high placed in Israel! But he died-for his guilt about Baal! Yet still they continueto sin, And make themselves Idols! Of fanciful silver made forms, Ideas put in shape by a blacksmith! All who sacrifice men to the calves, They order to kiss them! So they shall be like the clouds at the dawn, And like morning dew they shall vanish ; Like chaff a storm sweeps from a barn, And smoke that comes out from a chimney! 600
