13 When Ephraim spoke, there was excitement;
        he was praised in Israel;
        but he became guilty through Baal and died.
² And now they keep on sinning;
    they have made metal images,
        idols of silver,
        as a result of their skill,
            all of them the work of craftsmen.
    “Sacrifice to these,” they say.
        People are kissing calves!
³ Therefore, they will be like the morning mist,
        like the dew that passes away early,
        like husks that swirl from the threshing floor,
        or like smoke from a window.
⁴ Yet I have been the Lord your God
        ever since the land of Egypt;
    and you will know no other gods but me;
        there is no savior besides me.
⁵ I knew you in the wilderness,
        in the land of no rain.
⁶ When I fed them, they were satisfied;
        and their hearts became proud;
        therefore, they forgot me.

⁷ So I will become like a lion to them;
        like a leopard I will lurk beside the road.
⁸ I will fall upon them like a bear robbed of her cubs,
        and I will tear open the covering of their hearts.
    I will devour them like a lion,
        as a wild animal would eat them.
⁹ I will destroy you, Israel;
        for you didn’t realize that I could help you.
¹⁰ Where is your king now,
        so that he can save you?
    Where in all your cities are your judges,
        of whom you said,
        “Give me a king and rulers”?
¹¹ I gave you a king in my anger,
        and I took him away in my wrath.
¹² Ephraim’s wickedness is bound up;
        his sin is kept in store.
¹³ The pangs of a woman in childbirth come for him,
        but he is not aware of the time to be born;
    for at the proper time he doesn’t present himself
        at the mouth of the womb.
¹⁴ Will I ransom them from the power of the grave^[a]
        Will I redeem them from death’s hold?
    Death, where are your diseases?
        Grave,^[b] where is your destruction?
        Compassion is hidden from my eyes.
¹⁵ Although he may flourish among rushes,
        the east wind will come—
    the breath of God
        rising from the wilderness;
    and his spring will dry up;
        his fountain will be dried up.
    It will strip his household
        of every cherished possession.
^16 [c] Samaria will be desolate,
        because she has rebelled against her God;
    by the sword they will fall—
        their babies will be dashed,
    and their pregnant women ripped open.