9 And I consume them there as a lioness, A beast of the field doth rend them.
10 Thou hast destroyed thyself, O Israel, But in Me 'is' thy help, Where 'is' thy king now -- And he doth save thee in all thy cities? And thy judges of whom thou didst say, 'Give to me a king and heads?'
11 I give to thee a king in Mine anger, And I take away in My wrath.
12 Bound up 'is' the iniquity of Ephraim, Hidden 'is' his sin,
13 Pangs of a travailing woman come to him, He 'is' a son not wise, For he remaineth not the time for the breaking forth of sons.
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