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Their anger is a fire
that smolders all night,
    then flares up at dawn.
They are flames
    destroying their leaders.
And their kings are powerless;
    none of them trust me.

The people of Israel[a]
    have mixed with foreigners;
they are a thin piece of bread
    scorched on one side.

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Footnotes

  1. 7.8 Israel: Hebrew “Ephraim” (see the note at 4.17).

Their hearts are like an oven;(A)
    they approach him with intrigue.
Their passion smolders all night;
    in the morning it blazes like a flaming fire.
All of them are hot as an oven;
    they devour their rulers.
All their kings fall,(B)
    and none of them calls(C) on me.

“Ephraim mixes(D) with the nations;
    Ephraim is a flat loaf not turned over.

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