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They are all hot as an oven.
    They devour their rulers.
    All their kings have fallen.
    Not one of them calls on me.
Ephraim mixes itself with the nations.
    Ephraim is a flatbread not turned over.
Strangers have devoured his strength,
    but he does not realize it.
    There are gray hairs on his head,
    but he does not realize it.

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All of them are hot as an oven;
    they devour their rulers.
All their kings fall,(A)
    and none of them calls(B) on me.

“Ephraim mixes(C) with the nations;
    Ephraim is a flat loaf not turned over.
Foreigners sap his strength,(D)
    but he does not realize it.
His hair is sprinkled with gray,
    but he does not notice.

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