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Chapter 9
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1
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Rejoice not, O Israel, for joy, as other people: for
thou hast gone a whoring from thy God, thou hast loved
a reward upon every cornfloor. |
2
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The floor and the winepress shall not feed them, and
the new wine shall fail in her. |
3
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They shall not dwell in the LORD's land; but Ephraim
shall return to Egypt, and they shall eat unclean things
in Assyria. |
4
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They shall not offer wine offerings to the LORD, neither
shall they be pleasing unto him: their sacrifices shall
be unto them as the bread of mourners; all that eat thereof
shall be polluted: for their bread for their soul shall
not come into the house of the LORD. |
5
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What will ye do in the solemn day, and in the day of
the feast of the LORD? |
6
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For, lo, they are gone because of destruction: Egypt
shall gather them up, Memphis shall bury them: the pleasant
places for their silver, nettles shall possess them:
thorns shall be in their tabernacles. |
7
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The days of visitation are come, the days of recompence
are come; Israel shall know it: the prophet is a fool,
the spiritual man is mad, for the multitude of thine
iniquity, and the great hatred. |
8
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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
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They have deeply corrupted themselves, as in the days
of Gibeah: therefore he will remember their iniquity,
he will visit their sins. |
10
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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 unto that shame; and their abominations were
according as they loved. |
11
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As for Ephraim, their glory shall fly away like a bird,
from the birth, and from the womb, and from the conception. |
12
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Though they bring up their children, yet will I bereave
them, that there shall not be a man left: yea, woe also
to them when I depart from them! |
13
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Ephraim, as I saw Tyrus, is planted in a pleasant place:
but Ephraim shall bring forth his children to the murderer. |
14
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Give them, O LORD: what wilt thou give? give them a
miscarrying womb and dry breasts. |
15
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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
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Ephraim is smitten, their root is dried up, they shall
bear no fruit: yea, though they bring forth, yet will
I slay even the beloved fruit of their womb. |
17
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My God will cast them away, because they did not hearken
unto him: and they shall be wanderers among the nations. |
