4 They pour not out wine to Jehovah, Nor are they sweet to Him, Their sacrifices 'are' as bread of mourners to them, All eating it are unclean: For their bread 'is' for themselves, It doth not come into the house of Jehovah.
5 What do ye at the day appointed? And at the day of Jehovah's festival?
6 For, lo, they have gone because of destruction, Egypt gathereth them, Moph burieth them, The desirable things of their silver, Nettles possess them -- a thorn 'is' in their tents.
7 Come in have the days of inspection, Come in have the days of recompence, Israel doth know! a fool 'is' the prophet, Mad 'is' the man of the Spirit, Because of the abundance of thine iniquity, And great 'is' the hatred.
8 Ephraim is looking 'away' from My God, The prophet! a snare of a fowler 'is' over all his ways, Hatred 'is' in the house of his God.
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