Osée 11
D'Égypte j'ai appelé mon fils
When Israel was a child, then I loved him, and called my son out of Egypt. 2As they called them, so they went from them: they sacrificed unto the Baalim, and burned incense to graven images. 3Yet I taught Ephraim to go; I took them on my arms; but they knew not that I healed them.
4I drew them with cords of a man, with bands of love; and I was to them as they that take off the yoke on their jaws, and I laid meat before them. 5He shall not return into the land of Egypt; but the Assyrian shall be his king, because they refused to return. 6And the sword shall fall upon his cities, and shall consume his bars, and devour [them], because of their own counsels.
7And my people are bent to backsliding from me: though they call them to [him that is ]on high, none at all will exalt [him].
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8How shall I give thee up, Ephraim? [how ]shall I deliver thee, Israel? how shall I make thee as Admah? [how ]shall I set thee as Zeboim? mine heart is turned within me, my compassions are kindled together. 9I will not execute the fierceness of mine anger, I will not return to destroy Ephraim: for I am God, and not man; the Holy One in the midst of thee: and I will not enter into the city. 10They shall walk after the LORD, who shall roar like a lion: for he shall roar, and the children shall come trembling from the west.
11They shall come trembling as a bird out of Egypt, and as a dove out of the land of Assyria: and I will make them to dwell in their houses, saith the LORD. 12Ephraim compasseth me about with falsehood, and the house of Israel with deceit: but Judah yet ruleth with God, and is faithful with the Holy One.