8 The watchman of Ephraim was with my God: the prophet is become a snare of ruin upon all his ways, madness is in the house of his God.
9 They have sinned deeply, as in the days of Gabaa: he will remember their iniquity, and will visit their sin.
10 I found Israel like grapes in the desert, I saw their fathers like the firstfruits of the fig tree in the top thereof: but they went in to Beelphegor, and alienated themselves to that confusion, and became abominable, as those things were, which they loved.
11 As for Ephraim, their glory hath flown away like a bird from the birth, and from the womb, and from the conception.
12 And though they should bring up their children, I will make them without children among men: yea, and woe to them, when I shall depart from them.
13 Ephraim, as I saw, was a Tyre founded in beauty: and Ephraim shall bring out his children to the murderer.
14 Give them, O Lord. What wilt thou give them? Give them a womb without children, and dry breasts.