1Blare that trumpet, fam. God’s swooping in like an eagle on the Lord's crib 'cause they broke the rules, no cap.

2Israel's out here like, "Yo, God, we see you."

3Israel ditched the good vibes; the enemy's coming for them, fr.

4They got kings set up, but not with my approval: made idols from their cash, that’s just sus.

5Your calf, Samaria, is ghosting you; I'm heated about it: how long till they act innocent?

6That calf ain't even from God; some dude made it, and it’s about to get wrecked, periodt.

7They planted the wind, now they’re catching a storm: no growth here, just empty vibes.

8Israel's getting swallowed up; they’re just chilling with the Gentiles like a useless vessel.

9They bounced to Assyria, a lone wolf out here: Ephraim's out here chasing after lovers.

10Even though they’re vibing with the nations, I’ll scoop them up, and they’ll feel the weight of the king’s drama.

11Ephraim's stacked altars for sin, so those altars are just trouble for him.

12I dropped some serious law knowledge on him, but they treated it like it was weird, fr.

13They’re grilling meat for offerings, but God ain't feeling it; He’ll remember their wrongs and send them back to Egypt.

14Israel forgot their Creator and built temples; Judah's stacking cities, but I'm about to light up their towns and burn down their palaces, no cap.

1Set the trumpet to thy mouth. He shall come as an eagle against the house of the Lord, because they have transgressed my covenant, and trespassed against my law.

2Israel shall cry unto me, My God, we know thee.

3Israel hath cast off the thing that is good: the enemy shall pursue him.

4They have set up kings, but not by me: they have made princes, and I knew it not: of their silver and their gold have they made them idols, that they may be cut off.

5Thy calf, O Samaria, hath cast thee off; mine anger is kindled against them: how long will it be ere they attain to innocency?

6For from Israel was it also: the workman made it; therefore it is not God: but the calf of Samaria shall be broken in pieces.

7For they have sown the wind, and they shall reap the whirlwind: it hath no stalk: the bud shall yield no meal: if so be it yield, the strangers shall swallow it up.

8Israel is swallowed up: now shall they be among the Gentiles as a vessel wherein is no pleasure.

9For they are gone up to Assyria, a wild ass alone by himself: Ephraim hath hired lovers.

10Yea, though they have hired among the nations, now will I gather them, and they shall sorrow a little for the burden of the king of princes.

11Because Ephraim hath made many altars to sin, altars shall be unto him to sin.

12I have written to him the great things of my law, but they were counted as a strange thing.

13They sacrifice flesh for the sacrifices of mine offerings, and eat it; but the Lord accepteth them not; now will he remember their iniquity, and visit their sins: they shall return to Egypt.

14For Israel hath forgotten his Maker, and buildeth temples; and Judah hath multiplied fenced cities: but I will send a fire upon his cities, and it shall devour the palaces thereof.