14 Give them, Lord—what will you give them?Give them a womb that miscarriesand breasts that are dried up.
15 Every wickedness of theirs began at Gilgal;there I came to hate them.Because of the wickedness of their deedsI will drive them out of my house.I will love them no more;all their officials are rebels.
16 Ephraim is sick,their root is dried up,they will bear no fruit.Even though they give birth,I will put to death their much-loved little ones.
17 Because they haven’t listened to him,my God will reject them;they will wander among the nations.