Hosea 11

¹ When Israel was a child I loved him, out of Egypt I called my son.

² The more I called them, the farther they went from me, Sacrificing to the Baals and burning incense to idols.

³ Yet it was I who taught Ephraim to walk, who took them in my arms;

⁴ I drew them with human cords, with bands of love; I fostered them like one who raises an infant to his cheeks; Yet, though I stooped to feed my child, they did not know that I was their healer.

⁵ He shall return to the land of Egypt, and Assyria shall be his king;

⁶ The sword shall begin with his cities and end by consuming his solitudes. Because they refused to repent, their own counsels shall devour them.

⁷ His people are in suspense about returning to him; and God, though in unison they cry out to him, shall not raise them up.

⁸ How could I give you up, O Ephraim, or deliver you up, O Israel? How could I treat you as Admah, or make you like Zeboiim? My heart is overwhelmed, my pity is stirred.

⁹ I will not give vent to my blazing anger, I will not destroy Ephraim again; For I am God and not man, the Holy One present among you; I will not let the flames consume you.

¹⁰ They shall follow the LORD, who roars like a lion; When he roars, his sons shall come frightened from the west,

¹¹ Out of Egypt they shall come trembling, like sparrows, from the land of Assyria, like doves; And I will resettle them in their homes, says the LORD.