Hosea 7

1when I would heal Israel,

the corruption of E'phraim is revealed,

and the wicked deeds of Samar'ia;

for they deal falsely,

the thief breaks in,

and the bandits raid without.

2But they do not consider

that I remember all their evil works.

Now their deeds encompass them,

they are before my face.

3By their wickedness they make the king glad,

and the princes by their treachery.

4They are all adulterers;

they are like a heated oven,

whose baker ceases to stir the fire,

from the kneading of the dough until it is leavened.

5On the day of our king the princes

became sick with the heat of wine;

he stretched out his hand with mockers.

6For like an oven their hearts burna with intrigue;

all night their anger smolders;

in the morning it blazes like a flaming fire.

7All of them are hot as an oven,

and they devour their rulers.

All their kings have fallen;

and none of them calls upon me.

8E'phraim mixes himself with the peoples;

E'phraim is a cake not turned.

9Aliens devour his strength,

and he knows it not;

gray hairs are sprinkled upon him,

and he knows it not.

10The pride of Israel witnesses against him;

yet they do not return to the Lord their God,

nor seek him, for all this.