Strike the horn upon the hill, and the trumpet upon the height: make a loud noise at the house of vanity after thee, O Benjamin.

And Ephraim will see his disease and Judah his wound, and Ephraim will go to Assur, and he will send to king Jareb: and he will not be able to heal for you, and he will not remove from you the wound.

Go ye and we will turn back to Jehovah: for he rent and he will heal us; he will strike, and he will bind us up.

They made deep, they were corrupted as the days of the hill: he will remember their iniquity, he will review their sins.

From the days of the hill thou didst sin, O Israel: there they stood: the battle in the hill against the sons of iniquity shall not overtake them.

I will heal their turning away, I loved them largely: for mine anger turned away from him.