They eat up the sin of My people; They set their heart on their iniquity.

The Idolatry of Israel

“Harlotry, wine, and new wine enslave the heart.

They do not consider in their hearts That I remember all their wickedness; Now their own deeds have surrounded them; They are before My face.

They prepare their heart like an oven, While they lie in wait; Their baker sleeps all night; In the morning it burns like a flaming fire.

They did not cry out to Me with their heart When they wailed upon their beds. “They assemble together for grain and new wine, They rebel against Me;

Their heart is divided; Now they are held guilty. He will break down their altars; He will ruin their sacred pillars.

“How can I give you up, Ephraim? How can I hand you over, Israel? How can I make you like Admah? How can I set you like Zeboiim? My heart churns within Me; My sympathy is stirred.

When they had pasture, they were filled; They were filled and their heart was exalted; Therefore they forgot Me.