10 As grapes in a wilderness I found Israel, As the first-fruit in a fig-tree, at its beginning, I have seen your fathers, They -- they have gone in 'to' Baal-Peor, And are separated to a shameful thing, And are become abominable like their love.
11 Ephraim 'is' as a fowl, Fly away doth their honour, without birth, And without womb, and without conception.
12 For though they nourish their sons, I have made them childless -- without man, Surely also, wo to them, when I turn aside from them.
13 Ephraim! when I have looked to the rock, Is planted in comeliness, And Ephraim 'is' to bring out unto a slayer his sons.
14 Give to them, Jehovah -- what dost Thou give? Give to them miscarrying womb, and dry breasts.
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