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11 As for Ephraim, their glory shall fly away like a bird,
from the birth, and from the womb,
and from the conception.
12 Though they bring up their children, yet will I bereave them,
that there shall not be a man left:
yea, woe also to them when I depart from them!
13 Ephraim, as I saw Tyrus, is planted in a pleasant place:
but Ephraim shall bring forth his children to the murderer.
14 Give them, O Lord: what wilt thou give?
give them a miscarrying womb and dry breasts.
15 All their wickedness is in Gilgal:
for there I hated them:
for the wickedness of their doings
I will drive them out of mine house,
I will love them no more:
all their princes are revolters.
16 Ephraim is smitten,
their root is dried up, they shall bear no fruit:
yea, though they bring forth,
yet will I slay even the beloved fruit of their womb.
17 My God will cast them away,
because they did not hearken unto him:
and they shall be wanderers among the nations.

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