and called my son out of Egypt.
so they went from them.
They sacrificed to the Baals
and turned incense into smoke-perfume to idols.
I took them by his arms,
but they did not know that I healed them.
with ties of love,
and I was to them
like those who lift up the yoke on their necks;
and I bent down to him and I fed him.
but the Assyrian will be their king,
because they refused to repent.
and will destroy the bars of their gates,
and will put an end to their plans.
Though they call to the Most High,
he certainly will not exalt them.
How can I hand you over, Israel?
How can I make you like Admah?
How can I make you like Zeboiim?
My heart is turned within me,
my compassion is aroused.
I will not return to destroy Ephraim;
for I am God, and not man,
the Holy One in the midst of you,
and I will not come in wrath.
who will roar like a lion;
for he will roar,
and the children will come trembling from the west.
and like a dove out of the land of Assyria,
and I will settle them in their houses,