11 Ephraim is like a bird:their glory flies away—no birth, no pregnancy, no conception.
12 Even though they bring up their children,I will make them childless, until no one is left.Indeed, woe to themwhen I turn away from them!
13 Ephraim, as I saw, was a treeplanted in a meadow;But now Ephraim will bring outhis children to the slaughterer!
14 Give them, Lord!give them what?Give them a miscarrying womb,and dry breasts!
15 All their misfortune began in Gilgal;yes, there I rejected them.Because of their wicked deedsI will drive them out of my house.I will love them no longer;all their princes are rebels.
16 Ephraim is stricken,their root is dried up;they will bear no fruit.Were they to bear children,I would slay the beloved of their womb.
17 My God will disown thembecause they have not listened to him;they will be wanderers among the nations.