Call your brothers: My People
and your sisters: Compassion.

In that day—
this is the Lord’s declaration—
you will call Me, “My husband,”
and no longer call Me, “My Baal.”

So Ephraim has become like a silly, senseless dove;
they call to Egypt, and they go to Assyria.

Your calf-idol is rejected, Samaria.
My anger burns against them.
How long will they be incapable of innocence?

For this thing is from Israel—
a craftsman made it, and it is not God.
The calf of Samaria will be smashed to bits!

The residents of Samaria will have anxiety
over the calf of Beth-aven.
Indeed, its idolatrous priests rejoiced over it;
the people will mourn over it,
over its glory.
It will certainly depart from them.

The calf itself will be taken to Assyria
as an offering to the great king.
Ephraim will experience shame;
Israel will be ashamed of its counsel.

My people are bent on turning from Me.
Though they call to Him on high,
He will not exalt them at all.