Hosea 7:7 WEB

⁵  On the day of our king, the princes made themselves sick with the heat of wine. He joined his hand with mockers.

⁶  For they have made ready their heart like an oven, While they lie in wait. Their baker sleeps all the night. In the morning it burns as a flaming fire.

⁷  They are all hot as an oven, And devour their judges. All their kings have fallen. There is no one among them who calls to me.

⁸  Ephraim, he mixes himself among the nations. Ephraim is a pancake not turned over.

⁹  Strangers have devoured his strength, And he doesn't realize it. Indeed, gray hairs are here and there on him, And he doesn't realize it.