Yet the number of the Israelites
will be like the sand of the sea,
which cannot be measured or counted.
And in the place where they were told:
You are not My people,
they will be called: Sons of the living God.

So will I take away the names of the Baals, out of her mouth, - and they shall not be called to mind any more, by their name.

And Ephraim is as a simple dove without heart, Egypt they called on -- to Asshur they have gone.

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

As they called them, so they went from them: they sacrificed unto the Baals, and burned incense to graven images.

And my people are bent to backsliding from me: though they called them to the most High, none at all would exalt him.