Study Desk

When Israel was, a child, then I loved him, - and, out of Egypt, called I my son.

They invited them, - at once, they departed from before me, they, to the Baals, sacrificed, and, to the images, offered incense.

Yet, I, had taught Ephraim to walk, I used to take them upon mine arms, - But they acknowledged not that I had healed them.

With human cords, used I to draw them, with the bands of love, so became I unto them like those who remove the yoke that was on their jaws, - and, holding out food to him, I let him eat.

He was not to turn back into the land of Egypt, Howbeit, the Assyrian - he, became his king, for they refused to turn.

Therefore shall the sword, rage, in his cities, and make an end of his multitudes, and consume them, - because of their counsels.

But, my people, are bent towards turning from me, though upwards they call them, none of them can lift them.