1 When Israel was yet young, then I loved him, and out of Egypt did I call my son.
2 The prophets called them; but the more they went from them: unto the Bealim would they sacrifice, and to the graven images would they burn incense.
3 Yet I myself appointed a leader for Ephraim, who took them up in his arms; but they would not acknowledge that I healed them.
4 With human cords I ever drew them forward, with leadingstrings of love: and I was to them as those that lift off the yoke from their jaws, and I held out unto them food.
5 He should not return unto the land of Egypt: yet now is the Assyrian his king; because they refused to repent.
6 And the sword shall fall on his cities, and shall make an end of his boughs, and consume them, because of their evil counsels.
7 For my people are only bent on backsliding from me; and though upward they call them, they altogether will not elevate themselves.
8 How shall I give thee up, Ephraim? how shall I surrender thee, Israel? how shall I make thee as Admah? how shall I change thee as Zeboyim? turned is my heart within me, all my compassion is enkindled together.
9 I will not execute the fierceness of my anger, I will not again destroy Ephraim; for God am I, and not man, the Holy One in the midst of thee, and I will not come with an enemys hatred.
10 They shall follow after the Lord, when he will roar like a lion; for he will roar, and the children shall hasten together from the west;
11 They shall hasten together as birds out of Egypt, and as doves out of the land of Assyria: and I will cause them to dwell in their houses, saith the Lord.