1When Israel was a little kid, I was all about him, and I pulled my son outta Egypt.

2They were called, but they dipped: they were sacrificing to Baalim and burning incense to fake idols.

3I showed Ephraim how to roll, holding them up; but they didn’t even know I was healing them.

4I pulled them in with love vibes, like taking off a heavy yoke, and I fed them good food.

5He ain't going back to Egypt, but the Assyrian's gonna be his king, 'cause they wouldn’t bounce back.

6The sword’s gonna chill in his cities, and it’ll munch on his branches, all 'cause of their own plans.

7My people are low-key slipping away from me: they called out to the Most High, but no one gave him props.

8How can I let you go, Ephraim? How can I bail on you, Israel? How can I treat you like Admah or Zeboim? My heart's all twisted up, and I'm feeling it.

9I won’t unleash my full anger, I’m not gonna wreck Ephraim: 'cause I’m God, not just a dude; the Holy One among you: and I’m not rolling into the city.

10They’re gonna follow the Lord: he’ll roar like a lion: when he roars, the kids will be shook from the west.

11They’ll be trembling like a bird outta Egypt, and a dove from Assyria: and I’ll set them up in their homes, says the Lord.

12Ephraim's surrounding me with lies, and Israel’s got deceit: but Judah’s still holding it down with God, and keeps it real with the saints.

1When Israel was a child, then I loved him, and called my son out of Egypt.

2As they called them, so they went from them: they sacrificed unto Baalim, and burned incense to graven images.

3I taught Ephraim also to go, taking them by their arms; but they knew not that I healed them.

4I drew them with cords of a man, with bands of love: and I was to them as they that take off the yoke on their jaws, and I laid meat unto them.

5He shall not return into the land of Egypt, but the Assyrian shall be his king, because they refused to return.

6And the sword shall abide on his cities, and shall consume his branches, and devour them, because of their own counsels.

7And my people are bent to backsliding from me: though they called them to the most High, none at all would exalt him.

8How shall I give thee up, Ephraim? how shall I deliver thee, Israel? how shall I make thee as Admah? how shall I set thee as Zeboim? mine heart is turned within me, my repentings are kindled together.

9I will not execute the fierceness of mine anger, I will not return to destroy Ephraim: for I am God, and not man; the Holy One in the midst of thee: and I will not enter into the city.

10They shall walk after the Lord: he shall roar like a lion: when he shall roar, then the children shall tremble from the west.

11They shall tremble as a bird out of Egypt, and as a dove out of the land of Assyria: and I will place them in their houses, saith the Lord.

12Ephraim compasseth me about with lies, and the house of Israel with deceit: but Judah yet ruleth with God, and is faithful with the saints.