Hosea - Ferrar Fenton Bible Translation page 607

HOSEA. t 14-4 13——-5 But I am the jsuovau your Gon, Who brought from the country of Mitzer: You should know no GOD except Me, And except Me, there can be no Saviour! I acknowledged you when in the Desert, In the land that possesses no water. There, they were full pastured and gorged, But their heart then rebelled and forgot me.! So, I am a lion, a leopard, To them on the journey to Ashurl I will seize like a fi erce ragm bear; Who tears when bereaved of gier young ones. And rip up the cage of their heart The wild beasts of the field shall devour them! Israel, you are a wreck! And it is only I that can help you! g w Where now is your King? Let him come, And help you in all of your Cities l

And your judges ?——Against whom you said, ` Give me a king and his princes ri In My anger I gave you a King! But I took him away in My fury l I2 Ephraim’s sm is packed up; He hoards up his faults as his treasure! To him came the troubles of childbirth; To him as lad without sense, Not expecting the birth of his children: Shall I free from the hand of the Grave, Or shall I redeem you from Death ? Where are your terrors O I Death? And where now Ol Grave, your destruction? Pity is hid from My eyesight; Tho' he flourish in beautiful meads, An easterly wind shall arrive, A wind of the LORD, from the desert, And his spring shall be dry, and his fountain shall fail, And his store shall be robbed of all beautiful products! 14 And Shomeron will be repaid, Because it rebelled against Gon! Her children shall fall by the sword, And her pregnant be crushed, and be ripped up! glu 2\ppznl in israel in iizlurn tu his Quin. To your Livme Gon, Israel return! For by your own sins you have fallen! Choose your words and return to the Lomb, Pxtnirmrr IsRAm.’s PRAYER. Removing our errors, have mercy, For we offer the fruits of our lips; For Ashur shall not be our Saviour, And on horses no more will we ride, No more will we call those our gods, That we, ourselves, made by our hands; Only You for the orphaned have pity) 607