2 They cry to me, ‘My God, we Israel acknowledge you!’
3 Israel has cast off that which is good.The enemy will pursue him.
4 They have set up kings, but not by me.They have made princes, and I didn’t approve.Of their silver and their gold they have made themselves idols,that they may be cut off.
5 Let Samaria throw out his calf idol!My anger burns against them!How long will it be until they are capable of purity?
6 For this is even from Israel!The workman made it, and it is no God;indeed, the calf of Samaria shall be broken in pieces.
7 For they sow the wind,and they will reap the whirlwind.He has no standing grain.The stalk will yield no head.If it does yield, strangers will swallow it up.
8 Israel is swallowed up.Now they are amongst the nations like a worthless thing.