1 Just as the morning passes, so has the king of Israel passed by. For Israel was a child and I loved him; and out of Egypt I called my son.
2 They called them, and so they departed before their face. They offered victims to the Baals, and they sacrificed to graven images.
3 And I was like a foster father to Ephraim. I carried them in my arms. And they did not know that I healed them.