9 O Israel, thou hast caused thyself to become lost, but in me is thine help.
10 Where is thy king, that may save thee with all thy cities? and thy judges of whom thou didst say, Give me a king and princes?
11 I gave thee a king in my anger and took him away in my wrath.
12 The iniquity of Ephraim is bound up; his sin is hid.
13 The sorrows of a travailing woman shall come upon him; he is an unwise son; for a long time now he should not have stopped short at the very breaking forth of birth.
14 I will ransom them from the power of Sheol; I will redeem them from death; O death, I will be thy end; O Sheol, I will be thy destruction. Repentance shall be hid from my eyes.
15 Though he be fruitful among his brethren, the east wind shall come; the wind of the Lord shall come up from the wilderness, and his spring shall become dry, and his fountain shall be dried up; he shall spoil the treasure of all the vessels of desire.