They set up kings without my consent;
    they choose princes without my approval.
With their silver and gold
    they make idols for themselves
    to their own destruction.
Throw out your calf-idol, Samaria!
    My anger burns against them.
How long will they be incapable of purity?
    They are from Israel!
This calf – a metalworker has made it;
    it is not God.
It will be broken in pieces,
    that calf of Samaria.

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