They have made kings, and not by Me, They have made princes, and I have not known, Their silver and their gold they have made to them idols, So that they are cut off.

And made desolate her vine and her fig-tree, Of which she said, A gift they are to me, That my lovers have given to me, And I have made them for a forest, And consumed them hath a beast of the field.

I made discovery of Israel as of grapes in the waste land; I saw your fathers as the first-fruits of the fig-tree in her early fruit time; but they came to Baal-peor, and made themselves holy to the thing of shame, and became disgusting like that to which they gave their love.

Israel is a luxuriant vine;
He produces fruit for himself.
The more his fruit,
The more altars he made;
The richer his land,
The better he made the sacred pillars.

Ephraim shall be a desolation in the day of rebuke: among the tribes of Israel have I made known that which is sure.

In the day of our king, the princes made themselves sick with the heat of wine: he stretched out his hand to scorners.

For from Israel is this also: a workman made it, and itis no God: for the calf of Samaria shall be broken in pieces.