The beginning of the word of Yahweh with Hosea, was, - that Yahweh said unto Hosea, Go take thee a woman of unchastity, and the children of unchastity, for, unchastely indeed, hath the land been going away from following Yahweh.

And I will take thee unto myself, unto times age-abiding, - yea I will take thee unto myself, in righteousness and in justice, and in lovingkindness, and in abounding compassion:

Yea I will take thee unto myself, in faithfulness, - So shalt thou know Yahweh.

and I said unto her, Many days, shalt thou tarry for me, thou shalt not be unchaste, neither shalt thou become another man's, - moreover also, I, will tarry for thee.

So shouldst thou stumble in the daytime, and even the prophet stumble with thee, in the night, - and I should destroy thine own mother.

My people, are destroyed, for lack of knowledge, - Because, thou, hast rejected knowledge, therefore will I reject thee from ministering as priest unto me, and, because thou hast forgotten the law of thy God, I also, will forget thy children.

Blow ye a horn in Gibeah, a trumpet in Ramah, - sound an alarm at Beth-aven, behind thee, O Benjamin!

What can I do unto thee, O Ephraim? What can I do unto thee, O Judah? for, your lovingkindness, is like a morning cloud, yea, like the dew, early departing!

Judah too! a harvest is appointed for thee, - in that I will bring back the captivity of my people.

Unto me, shall they make outcry, My God! we acknowledge thee - we , Israel!

How can I give thee up, Ephraim? abandon thee Israel? How can I make thee as Admah? set thee as Zeboim? Mine own heart, turneth against me, at once, are kindled my compassions.

But, I, Yahweh, have been thy God, from the land of Egypt, - I will yet make thee dwell in tents, as in the days of appointed meeting.

I, tended thee in the desert, - in a land parched with drought:

It hath utterly destroyed thee, O Israel, for it was against me, as thy helper!

Where is thy king, then, that he may save thee throughout all thy cities? and thy judges, concerning whom thou saidst, Oh give me a king and rulers?

I might give thee a king in mine anger, and take him away in my wrath.

Assyria, shall not save us, Upon horses, will we not ride, neither will we say any more - Our god! to the work of our own hands! For, in thee, shall the fatherless, find compassion.