They eat up the sin of My people, and they set their heart on their iniquity.

Fornication and wine and new wine take away the heart.

For they have brought their heart near like an oven, while they lie in wait. Their baker sleeps at night; in the morning it burns like a flaming fire.

Ephraim also is like a silly dove without heart; they call to Egypt; they go to Assyria.

And they have not cried to Me with their heart, when they howled on their beds; they gather themselves for grain and wine, and they rebel against Me.

Their heart is divided; now they shall be guilty. He shall break down their altars, and He shall spoil their images.

How shall I give you up, Ephraim? How shall I deliver you, Israel? How shall I make you like Admah? How shall I set you as Zeboim? My heart is turned within Me; My compassions are kindled together.

According to their pasture, so were they filled. They were filled and their heart was lifted up. Therefore they have forgotten Me.

I will meet them like a bereaved bear, and will tear the lining of their heart. And there I will devour them like a lion; the wild beast shall tear them.

Ephraim shall say, What have I to do any more with idols? I have heard him and watched him; I am like a green fir tree. Your fruit is found from Me.